Lex's Diary -- by Chyna Rose

(Minor edits to comply with Avalon Mists ratings -- cmm)

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    I hate being a gargoyle only because there are few females.  This lack of females is causing problems
between Broadway, Brooklyn, and myself.  Angela and Broadway are tight.  Even Goliath has resigned
himself to the fact that Broadway and Angela have decided to be life-mates.  As much as I find Angela
attractive, I respect Broadway's 'claim' on her.  Yet, Brooklyn tries to break up the pair so he can have
Angela for himself.

     I have noted the urge to mate in many humans.  It has become an actual industry, surprisingly.  What
my clan does not know is what I do in the time I spend with Matt and Owen.  I namely spend this type of
time at Matt's place, even if he has to leave for work.

     Matt is a great guy.  Sometimes we sit around the t.v. and just talk.  He told me about his family and has
plenty of stories about growing up with a twin brother.  He also told me he was in lust with Elisa, and I was
the only one who knew.

@:>recording
     "How do you tell the difference between love and lust?"
     "Lust is when you can see the act, but not much beyond that. The person becomes the means to an end.
With love, you can't see a future without that person.  Sex just becomes a mundane byproduct of being with
that person."
     "So, what you're saying is that sex is what makes lust and love different? That in love sex doesn't matter,
yet in lust it matters the most?"
     "Basically."
     "So, who is it?"
     "Elisa.  And I know she's in love with Goliath.  Please don't tell anyone this.  If Goliath knew this he probably
would kill me."
     "So, do you dream about her?"
     "Constantly."
@:>end recording

     Fox said she'd talk to her mother about sending  mates for me, Bronx and Brooklyn.  I wonder if Demona and
Goliath will get back together.  I wonder how Goliath would deal with Angela's first clutching.  One of my better
memories of Demona was of her as a healer, but that was when I was a hatchling.

     There is a lot I know about sex, and there are a lot of questions I have about it.  I happen to be sure in my
preferences and standards, yet I can't shake this bad feeling.  Oh, well I guess I'll let the future bring whatever
it will and live life as it plays out in front of me, even if it feels as if it came straight out of the twilight zone.
    Hey! That's life.