“No, I’m becoming a Lesbeen,” Jock explained, “No more willy flopping agen ma lags, ut’ll be grand.”“You’ll need to shave your beard,�...� Morag said and she called her friend over, “Janet, wee Jock here is transitionin’ tae a LesbeenJanet was shocked, “What about yer beard?”“Ah grewed it for one last time afore ah has me whatsits chopped,” Jock explained, “Ah doon like ma coke and balls slappin’ ma thigh, ah wanna be a lesbeen.”“Ye’ve no had em chopped off yet then?” Janet queried.“No yet, ah’ve. Kartius confessed.Zax raised an eyebrow. "Then Master, four days from now ... are you planning to come pick me up?" He asked half amusingly. Zax thought his Master was content with letting him travel Valgarel on his own. Apparently, even if he was, Grandmaster Kartion was not.Kartius nodded, restraining a chuckle. "I figured you intend to stay in Kingdom Earth for the maximum length of time I permitted you ... Four days from now, either I or your eldest Martial brother or sister will come to. She was quite well off and my parents and other relatives made sure they kept friendly with her in the hope of inheriting some of her estate. My parents tolerated such gatherings rather than enjoyed them. But for me the bright spot of those Christmas gatherings was meeting my cousin Rachel. I think she was my second cousin, with a common great grandfather. She was 19, like me, and a very pretty blonde. Since she’d turned 16 I’d watched her squeeze her ever developing curves into shorter and. This is Stian Elberd stunning and elegant; this is my very own Stian Elberd personable and fanciable and comely-looking. I kiss and snog him on the forehead smoothly and rhythmically before I get on to set down my head on his chest and doze there silently and in hushed tones.These are the hours of heavy and non-stop sunlight outside. Albeit there be sunlight and sunshine, it is somewhat a bit gray and foggy and overcast out there, with liquefying and unfreezing snow evanescing and dispersing.