"If he weren't so poor he wouldn't have smelly little children sitting on his lap all day. One of them puked on me the other day. It is definitely not...what I was trained for." "And what were you trained for?" she wanted to know. "Shakespeare," I replied. "An actor?" she asked. "Four years at the National Institute of Dramatic Arts. Mel Gibson went there, you know," I explained. "I bet he was never a shopping centre Santa," she teased me. "All right," I replied. "Don't rub it in." "I take it. I'm not nerdy and I don't have a small penis, I'm not that type. I was shy and sensitive though, and she was very domineering.It was supposed to be a pagan circle, but at this time there weren't many members and the only others lived hundreds of miles away and I'd never met them. It was just me and her, all winter, and into the summer. She told me my tribe were the Cornovii, meaning "People of the Horn." She was the head and boss of the circle, and the rules were largely that members,. What you two managed to do the day of that attack was incredible. I see how you limp when you walk and that your shoulder's in a sling when you aren't playing the piano. I know you were hit pretty hard a couple times that day, yet you managed to kill those men that killed and hurt innocent students and teachers. I'm praying that I'll be able to forgive them someday, but right now, I'm just glad that they're dead."Lisa was the only one at home when Gwen and Steve returned to the Anderson's. She. Did you know there was a dragon not too far from here yesterday? She paused while she gathered her thoughts. Just as the man was starting to look impatient, she continued, "Oh yes, sorry I sometimes forget what I'm going to say. I don't have anything to give you except the clothes on my back. I was run out of my village yesterday, because the dragon didn't want me." Suddenly Tammi giggled realizing that her clothes wouldn't fit the men anyway."Enouff of yer doubletalk, are you going to pay us.