Who am I to judge anyway? I had been away at college for three weeks and this was my first full-on party. “You’re a geek,” I could hear my siste... Aimee telling me in my head. Tegan seemed isolated, yet she must have been having the best time within the partygoers. She prowled the crowd seemingly alone in her own world. Not with a beer or red cup in her hand, but with a camera. Not in conversation, but rather an accosting thrust of lens in seemingly random directions with pleasant and. “I can’t thank you enough Grant for all that you have done for me” she told me, touching me on the arm. She was a touchy feely lady - I just loved her touches, especially the ones at her work.“It was my pleasure Lilith” I replied.“It’s Kaylee” she reminded me of her real name.“I love Lilith better” I admitted ... adding “Lilith is a really nice name ... and has lots of memories”.She laughed, knowing what I meant.She smiled. We had always had a good time at her workplace ... chatting and. Can you be connected to a tree like that? That doesn't make sense!" Charis giggled, "Isn't it obvious? I am a nymph, Joshua. More specifically a type of dryad called a Hamadryad. We are not simply the spirits of the trees, as other dryads are, but part of the trees themselves. What affects the tree affects me, and what affects me likewise affects the tree. We are one and the same, in many respects." His eyes widened, "But that's not... you can't... but nymphs don't exist!" He protested. She. It made him uncomfortable.Bill studied the couple thoughtfully. The man was a little over six feet tall and looked like he weighed about 200 pounds. He was in his mid 30s and had thick, wavy black hair. The woman was probably one of the most stunningly beautiful women he had ever seen. She was about five and a half feet tall and looked like she weighed about 125 pounds. Her jet black hair curled around her shoulders and her slightly tilted eyes hinted at some Native American or oriental blood.