Anyway, Alan heard that and said, "What's that? You said you wanted to fuck us? You couldn't handle both of us." Fuck off, commie faggot!" (They had p...ayed "Che" a few minutes before.)"You know, that's the seventh time you've called me a faggot. That's not cool." He lit a cigarette. Most of the audience were laughing, muttering to themselves, and/or standing in the back with their arms crossed. "Nothing wrong with being a faggot," he continued. I could tell something bad was about to happen, so. The striations along the blade indicate that it's almost identical to the Damascus style of crafting weapons. There is a single emerald contained in the hilt and you can see no obvious flaws in the beautiful gem. Looking closer, you notice a Chinese dragon, along with a few runes, etched into the blade near the pommel.As you return the weapon to its sheath, your eyes drift to the other weapon on your belt. There is an identically crafted dagger on your left hip with an equally beautiful ruby. This would put her in thrall to any mistress who employs her as a maid.I don't like this option though, it would be a terrible waste of Beverly's intellectual and academic ability if she left the academy and simply went into domestic service. This leads me to the second option.Two- We completely change Beverly into a functioning woman using the normal surgical procedures that we've developed at the academy. This would leave her functioning socially and sexually as a woman thus allowing her to. "Don't come home Janice. I'll take care of the girls and we'll talk tomorrow."Bending down and speaking to my neighbor I told him, "I'll be notifying Patty about this John. Maybe she'll let you come home but don't count on it."They were both frozen in a state of shock as I closed the door on their car and got back into mine. With a wave to Charlie I backed out and headed home but I had to pull over in a few blocks to wipe the tears from my eyes.What I'd seen almost destroyed me. Janice and our.