. as long as I keep out of the way of the seaplane I’m fine. I stop at the Pub. I had moved out of the Hotel with the arrival of the Farr-48.“Mr. ...oward?”“Yes Miss.”It works every time ... the patrons dissolve in laughter when Howard is forced to acknowledge me as owner.“Mr. Howard, you have your pub back. From this moment forward, I am a student at the university. When you see me again it will be as a customer.”“I’ll miss you, Miss Flintkote.”“I’d appreciate it if you kept the Hotel open.”“No. “I see you made it okay. I was wondering about that since you told me you can get lost going around the corner,” he laughed. “Well in my big town, I do, since I’ve only lived there a short while.” Our eyes met, and I saw his passion for me in them. “Well follow me lil-darlin, I won’t let you get lost, because you’ll be in my arms.” He checked us in, gathered the luggage, and we walked arm and arm toward the elevator. There was excitement in his voice as he spoke, “We’ll be staying on the third. " This was said as she turned away from my door and walked quickly away. I watched her disappear before I could hazard even the minimal acknowledgement or demur.After closing my door, I put the cat down gently to my floor and walked to the fridge to get myself a fresh beer. After popping the top off, I went into the living room and sat on my sofa and clicked on my TV. I was vaguely aware that the cat was actively walking around, smelling everything and looking for whatever it is animals search. Having experienced a very small section of the world in womanly form, I knew that I wanted more. How much more, I wasn't sure, but I figured that a little experimentation would take care of that. For some reason, I was aware that while I was a little shaken by my experience, the fear that I would have expected from trying it again was nowhere to be found. I was suddenly confident that the Indian woman who had appeared in my dream wanted me to have the earrings and use them any way I desired. I.