I made nice-nice with the village elders, most of whom looked as old as Methuselah but in actuality were only middle-aged and worn to a frazzle. At th...t time I was just pushing thirty, but the Marines I visited were mostly only in their late teens and early twenties. For the most part, they were all receptive to language training even in a rudimentary format. The scouts stayed pretty close to me the entire time because they were just as wary around the young Marines as the supposed allied South. I had made my own red hood after nearly gagging at the bright red polyester hoods I saw at the costume shop. This one was made from very deep red velvet lined with silk of the same color. It was thick enough to keep me warm all night and light enough not to weigh me down while dancing, though I hadn’t done much of that tonight. My mom got so excited while helping me make the costume she insisted I let her buy me a white corset, black shirt, and deep red satin pumps with a black lace trim to go. She waited a second longer until he finally released her. He looked at her expectantly and she decided it was best to agree with him than to fight him. ‘I will.’ ‘Good!’ He screamed, jumping back and stoked on the cigar. Taking one last look around the office he picked up his briefcase flung his jacket and tie over his arm and walked toward the elevator. Dylan waited impatiently for the door to ding, doing another little jig, singing to himself. Others on the floor all peeked curiously around. "Sure," he replied, adding, "The Firm always has a block of seats reserved for the Attorneys and their Clients." When they called a bit ago, I told them they should plan to stay with us while they're here - is that okay?"Oh, you know something else; Su Lin told me she's been taking speech classes. Her English has really improved." Of course, they can stay with us," Michael laughed now beginning to feel excited as he remembered the two erotic evenings they had spent with Garrett and his vibrant.