Though a little risk is quite the spice too." Certainly is Wendy," I agreed. "Well, I'll let you get home now and hopefully we'll enjoy some mutual pl...asure soon." Oh that we will John, I promise," she said by way of goodbye.Work went quickly as we had quite a backlog of maintenance to catch up on as the dayshift had quite a few breakdowns which had prevented them from completing their assigned tasks. By the end of the shift though we'd caught up with all the work and left a clean log for the. Ever since Xi had been a little girl growing up on the farm, running Summers wild and tan when ever she could escape the seemingly endless chores; she had imagined she was dragonkin. Her costume wings grew thread-bare and tattered but she never outgrew them.She even role-played as a dragon or dragonkin, and had an elaborate self-image, and dream imagination as full dragon form, detailed to nearly number of scales and certainly their color and pattern.She had imagined flying so often it seemed. I knew it had a fort on it, and was in a battle of WWII, but we didn’t have time to think about it or take a tour, because there were high speed ferry boats, freighters, tankers, and fishing boats whose captains seemed to have a death wish, that we needed to keep track of and avoid.Once we were clear of Manila Bay, daddy throttled back to idle. Samantha went to check on Dannie. I took off the sail covers on the foresail and mainsail, and stowed the covers in a deck locker. The jibs were roller. Of course he was not using his real name and “he” is only the cultural construct of the Anasazi who encountered Peeyemi-el. He was going under the name “Kokopelli.” He also used the name “Kokopellimana” to refer to his feminine status. “So on this morning Kokopelli was wandering through the woods playing his flute (which was more than just a flute, by the way). He met a young woman named “Chumana.” It had been a very long time since Kokopelli had any sexual intercourse, and, because.