Under each photo (of which there were many) there were inscriptions that were most likely the thoughts of the owner of the photo album. As for the photos, I walked all Jaila's life, flipping through page after page, watching the changes in her body. And so, having reached the page with an already adult Jayla, I noticed that in the photos it looks different than in reality. A more feminine figure (almost like my wife’s), rounded shapes and looks like a girl who hasn’t had sex for a long time. I was interested in the details of Jaila's body, and I began to leaf through further, hoping to find the page where she became as she really is. But, whether among the dragons there are skillful photographers, or it is a photomontage, but not a single photo showed the whole grayness of the Jeila figure.

I shot the photo album, I put it back, stuck my head out of the room and began to look through the eyes of someone who would explain this discrepancy to me. Fortunately, I didn’t have to wait long: a dragon passed by and showed me to Jale.

- Hey, buddy! Can I talk to you? - I called the dragon. He came up.

- What did you want to ask?

“I looked at your queen's photo album, and realized one thing. In photos it turns out much better than in life ...

“And so she has such a figure,” the dragon began to explain, “it's just that after Korea did not take photos after her death, you know, mourning and everything ... And so, the orange dragon females hide their figure until until they meet someone they like. And then all this relief appears. ABOUT! And why don't you start to run after the queen. That and look, maybe she will calm down and stop testing us for strength every night.

At first I wanted to have sex with the dragon, but then the idea evaporated. To get excited, I had to look at something exciting, like the magazine “Demon's Thoughts”, but then I would be revealed.

- Okay! I'll try. All the same, it is necessary to save you somehow.

After these words, the dragon withdrew, and I went to where the howl came from. Yes, he still came. The truth is not so often, sobs were mostly heard and nothing more. All this came from the top of the Dragon Mountain, which was closed to all living in the city (which is why there was a fortress here). Jayla sat staring at the lights of the night city. His cheeks glistened with tears that flowed for weeks. It was necessary to console her, otherwise she would grieve like this until the end of her days.

- Hello again, Jayla! Sorry about that unofficial tone ... - I turned to the queen, but she interrupted me.

- I am not so queen to speak officially. Speak at your convenience, Scofter.

- Who? And, of course, I did not understand, but then I got better.

- Come to tell me to cry more quietly? Sorry, but you will have to listen to this cry, as I have no peace. After all, my “husband” died (or, as they say, they are called dragons).

- No, I'm not behind this. I just want to talk.

- Lets talk! - sniffing, said Jayla.

“You know, Jayla,” I began the conversation, “you can't live your life like this, sitting and crying into emptiness, waiting for a miracle.” Tears will not bring back to life the one who went into another world. When we die, we say with our appearance something like: “Farewell. We will never see you again. Do not forget me, but do not stop living. Be merry, rejoice while you have the opportunity. And I've had enough. " I think, while dying, Korah mentally said exactly that. Do not think about what happened, but think about what you should do. You understand me? No need to be sad about the dead. He already lived, now you live ...

I paused, waiting for the response of Jayla. She just looked away. Tears were no longer visible, but a smile was visible.Her silhouette against the background of the city lights changed, and he began to vaguely resemble the figure in the photographs. So she did not like me much, but I liked her.

“You dissuaded me, Scofter,” Jayla finally spoke, “I really shouldn't have been so killed.” Maybe if I, for a short time forget about the death of Korea, I will feel a little better, and I can live a full life?

I just nodded. I wanted to sleep more than continue this conversation. The silhouette has not changed, so she needs time to think.

- Then, I should not waste time! - the queen jumped up sharply on her feet - I will sleep first, and then I will decide what to do with the search for a new couple.

And she left, leaving me alone. Tomorrow, I think it will be easier to approach her in the morning, after breakfast. With these thoughts, I went to sleep, hoping that Jayla would not continue to howl in her room. But, she never started, so I managed to fall asleep.

In the morning I woke up from the squeak of claws on a smooth stone. Opening my eyes, I first fixed my eyes on the window, where the faces of the dragon females were visible, which were drooling, looking at me. It did not scare me, because everywhere there were those who would be willing to admire my body. And not only admire, by the way. Taking into account that I was less than completely, naked, outside the window were not flat, but quite skaters of this fortress. Shuttering the window, I put myself in order after sleep, dressed and moved out into the hot springs, which were not dug here on purpose.

Once near one of the natural pools, I threw off my clothes, plunged into warm water, sat down, leaning back on one of the stones (despite the fact that they were half in the water) and relaxed. The rustling of the bushes behind his back announced that the females did not lag behind, but I was not up to them. Warm water pleasantly caressed every wool - it was felt even through a suit. So I spent an hour or two at the source until I heard someone plunge into the same source as me. Opening my eyes, I saw Jayla, who had not changed since last night. Only when she sat down, I saw that her body had become more sexy looking than yesterday, against the background of the city. Then something in the water tickled my legs. Looking, it turned out that it was her tail, and the tickling was intentional, judging by the expression on her face. This means that the first phase is completed, and it is time to take on the second, namely the proposal for sex. But how can she offer this, so much so that neither Scofter nor Foxes, who pretended to be Scofter, blush? That is, me.

“Thank you for your support, Scofter,” said Jayla. “For a long time I thought about what you said at night and decided that I should look at you properly.” All so soft, not orange, that the most important thing. Yes, and sexy, if you pay attention to the views of other females.

I had to look around. From the bushes, I was watched by the same dragons that were in the window. One crawled, and was halfway to me. Looking again at Jaila, I noticed that she began to look like her photo in an album.

- Well. Since you have no complaints about me, why don't we retire?

Jayla stood up abruptly, making her chest shake, took me like a doll and carried me to her. I was not against this, but the demon inside the dragon clearly protested against such an appeal. Once inside the queen's chamber, Jayla locked the door, shuttered the windows, lit the torches and set me in front of the bed. She herself sat on the bed, sighed passionately and said:

- I caught you, Scofter. You, as I understood, is not a dragon at all. You are a demon!

Then my costume could not stand it and fell, leaving the dragon, the naked demon, who was surprised by this turn of events.

- How long have you known about this? - I asked Jayla.

- You thought, I do not understand that females do not just look at you like that. Yes, and you do not exude those flavors that emanate from these dragons. But it is not important. You still fuck me the way Korea never fucked me ...

To be continued...