I didn't, uh, go into any details about what we did the last time we were together." Well, I suppose it doesn't matter with them," he said thoughtfull.... "I guess I don't mind family knowing something is going on. I mean, Mom knows. I told her that things were getting a little more serious than 'just friends' between us and didn't go into any details, either. But she can read between the lines, too. I think that was why she was so helpful about having the boys tonight. But they're special. "I sigh and realize I have another long day ahead of me. She comes overand sizes me up, looking at my physique, determining what I have anddon't have. We spend the next several hours with me taking a shower andthen a soaking bath with oils, making sure all my body hair is removedand my face is smooth. She works on my hair, giving me some kind ofweave. I will not need the wig any more as I am given quite long hair. She dyes my hair a dark black.Like the day before, I am made up to look like. From there I could create an image of the person.”I looked around, “we have the general area right? Just send out the pictures as wanted for questioning.”Peter grinned, “twenty minutes before the plane lifts.”I put the sealed bag of hair with the other evidence as everyone grabbed bags. I grabbed my bag and started after them. I caught up at the lift and when it opened we moved back. Two guards stepped out and then an older man in a very expensive suit. Behind him was a teenage girl in a long. She wears long leggings of undyed leather and a tight fabric tunic. Two leather bands cross her chest, emphasizing large breasts and a long torso. They hold a pair of knives near her slim waist. She speaks: "From the eastern cliffs, where the sun rises, I have come."At the southern side of the table, a young woman stands. Her speech is energetic; she has yet to see her twentieth year and it is her first reunion with her fellow travelers. She is small, with flowing brown hair, dressed in light.
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