" He gasped in horror as the first satanic bitch whisked away the black silk shroud to reveal what she carried beneath it in her slender and delicatel... manicured hands; she held what looked to him like a pair of gelding shears; surely he was not to lose his balls already? The crowd of females roared lustily as his terrified face was viewed by one and all- and a camera in close up; the desired thrill of the spiteful tease had been fully achieved. The redhead laughed with supreme satisfaction. Pinkie had told her folks that the practice would be long, and that she would get a ride home with a friend. That much, she had prepared. Now, all she had to do was work up the nerve to actually speak with Bob and ask for the ride; otherwise she would have several long miles to walk home.At the end of the workout, the coaches explained why they wanted the practices to be hard -- because they wanted the team to end the year with a victory! Everybody cheered. Then, they were silent as the coaches. The whole exchange with her mother was utterly baffling to her. One of the things that had bothered her from the very first time she had heard about it was the idea of her parents working as servants. Sally was honest enough to recognize it as a status thing. Now she was listening to her mother complaining ... about not being able to serve!"Cost?" her mother exclaimed with a sardonic laugh. "That's a laugh and a half! It's $60,000 a year ... that the Taylors pay us! And, of course, that's in. They were about a week from Elvenholme and the elves led the two humans from shelter to shelter. Sometimes they arrived well after dark, since traveling on snowshoes was slow. Still, the shelters were comfortable, and they fed the group easily.One day as they walked, the snow became easier to walk through. Then it disappeared completely, and they removed their snowshoes.Dev also noticed the quality of the trees seemed to change. Dev was puzzled about these two changes, and was trying to figure.