"Not good," Maureen said lightly. "You have to play it cool with those people. They have so much powers these days, and it's just not worth it to figh... them. I'm Maureen Darling, by the way." Miranda Saunders," the woman answered. "Are you from Philly?" Yes, I'm spending the holidays with my older daughter in Northern California. She goes to college there."The woman stared at Maureen incredulously. "Is she some sort of prodigy?" No, I had her when I was twenty," Maureen explained."Oh, her first. ?It’s an airship. I wonder where we are?and when.??I do not understand, Chesna. Are we near the castle??Chesna stepped into the shade so they wouldn’t be seen by a casual glance. ?In theory we’re standing in about the same place. It’s a bit complex, but have you ever looked up at the sky at night and seen the stars???Yes, of course. We followed the constellations.?Chesna tried to find a way to explain something that confused even her. ?Well, imagine all of those stars and galaxies as being one. You're going to be needing injections every twoweeks now to really get you going," she said with satisfaction as shefinished and removed the needle. She then took the second syringe andstarted the second injection!"You might be Dale now, but you won't be Dale for long sweetie," Shegiggled smiling with satisfaction. "That first injection was a muchlarger dose of the female hormone estrogen and this one? It's atestosterone blocking hormone. And once this starts working Deborahdear," she. He was dressed in an old pair of loosely fitting sweat pants, and a t-shirt. He was overweight, probably 50 pounds or so...with a gut. About 6 feet tall, probably 260#'s or therabouts. Balding, not really anything you would descirbe as a hunk. Just sort of a pudgy, older man. He looked me right in the eyes, and spoke softly. He told me to reach under the waistband of his sweat pants, and pull them down to the middle of his thighs. I dint' move a muscle at first, my mind was racing.