He must be six and a half feet tall and weigh 250 pounds, none of it fat. He wears leather pants that do nothing to conceal the large bulge at his cro...ch, and nothing else. His chest is completely bare of any hair, along with his arms and face. ?Ahh, it’s you? he says, before I have a chance to get over my shock. ?Come with me? He turns and beckons me over his shoulder, leading me into the mansion. ?Take off your shoes, and unbutton that top button. Master and Mistress will be. " Ooh, ow. Can I fix it?" I'd need to... no, shit." Could you fix it if you came in here, Steven?" Yeah, but I told you it's not like that." I don't mind. I'm standing out of the water. Come on." You sure?" Yeah, come on." I won't look." I'll be disappointed." Oh."I opened the door, and stepped into the steam-filled room. Andy was standing at the end of the bath, away from the water streaming down over the other end. She looked very different, mostly clean, and rather pale. I was right though.. As he rolled over to get up I met him on his knees with his own spear in position to skewer him. He wasn't so anxious to finish getting up. I yelled to Taachachi and tossed her my new spear, then I backed off to let Denwan get up.He was more wary this time but he'd pulled his knife and was gathering the courage to try his luck with it. I had another problem now since the flint blade was over a foot long and to me it looked beautiful. I had to have it - intact.I needn't have worried. Denwan. I routinely shuttled his teammates to soccer and basketball games, to football and baseball games, also to his tennis matches depending upon the season. "Mom's Taxi" we called the Town and Country van.Normally I hated that big ugly vehicle. But a dinosaur was what it took to transport half-a-dozen testosterone-pumped 16-year-old's around. Although it was big, they certainly wouldn't all fit into Melvin's Buick LeSabre, and of course, not into Paul's broken down old Chevy pickup truck.Ever had.