She tried hard not to dwell on it and carry on with her life as normally as she could, but every day there seemed to be a reminder of these changes an... her feeling of helplessness as they overtook her. She tried to read books and articles on the subject, but found herself loosing concentration and even interest in the variety of conflicting information and advice they contained. She briefly considered Estrogen Replacement Therapy, but rejected it when she saw the risks of Breast and Uterine. If she wasn't such a bitch I would no doubt be attracted to her.She was glaring at me with an impatient look. "Can't you be more punctual? Do you know our flight leaves at one?" Why worry? Our tickets are confirmed and our seats were selected in advance. I don't see anything that could go wrong." They better not!" She was still glaring at me when I gave the tickets to the man behind the counter. He gave Jennifer a glance when he took the ticket from my hand. "Your sister?" He asked in a low. The window was open in the front, and I heard the patter of running feet. I thought, 'Definitely not an adult, but it's someone in a hurry'.The noise stopped and then the doorknocker rattled; I got up to answer the door. I opened it and saw a girl about twelve or so, standing there with her hand between her legs.She was wearing a white dress and shiny black shoes — they're called "Mary Janes", if memory serves — and a soft, sweet voice asked, "Can I come in? I have to pee."I pointed the. Both traits are hard to find in this world." I didn't miss her emphasis and wondered if she found out something about me since our last meeting.Swarta squeezed my hand tightly and murmured, "He still knows little of women, Lady Derwen, and our intentions," as some silent communication was passed between them."Is Swarta feeding me back what I said on the dock? " I pondered.The ship's crew was teeming with activity around the cargo hold. "Did the ship recently arrive in port, Hajin?" I said,.