" Yes sir, I'm very happy," I said with a smile."I just can't get over how good you look," he said, "You must be about16 now aren't you?" Yes sir, I a...," I said."Are you a full time maid now?" he asked."No sir, I goto school and I goto dance class also," I said."I see, so you must dress like a girl all the time now," he said,"Because there is no way you could pass for a boy." She is 100% sissy," my brother said as he walked over to us. "She hasalways been a sissy. Right Bobbie?" Yes sir, I have. The only light emanating from the few candles around the room. It’s a standard room, decent sized, a desk, dresser, shelves, books, and a stereo. Soft music is playing, wafting over me, and I start to feel relaxed and calm. I smell vanilla and strawberries, coming from the incense I can see burning behind her. That’s when I take her in with my eyes, drinking her in, and savoring the vision that she is. She has dirty blonde hair that’s shoulder length and lying fanned out across her pillow.. Druids don’t usually go much for titles. I suppose we could insist that folks address with a title. I’d probably laugh the first time someone called me Druid Meyers though,” Oscar said with a friendly grin. He sat down on the floor and looked around the room. In a soft voice, he said, “Nice place. It’s really tranquil in here.”“It was,” Ajann Prajak said. It had been a long time since anyone had treated him with such disregard to the respectful customs normally afforded the Abbot of a Forest. "Turn out your lights for a minute," he asked, panting. The professor and Nichole turned off their flashlights, and the room went dark. Except for one faint glow high up one wall. Manning whistled softly. This meant lots of work, reviewing and revising old theories about these people and their culture. And lots of grant money.Thanks," Nichole said sarcastically to Mark. "Two years work on my dissertation - shot." Glad to help," Mark shot back. Then he paused. "What's that?" he asked. .