The fliers had been run off in the intervening weeks, and they hadbeen created by Dandelion with help from Fairy in Pennsylvania and here inthe city.T...ey didn't say anything beyond suggesting strongly that there was more inthe world than what society accepted, and the first step was discoveringif you had the ability."Now, we have this box here." He waved at the additional curtained alcovebehind him. "If you'd like, you take one of these card, put a streetaddress or e-mail on it, and you step. ”“What about you Kyle? Do you ever see a young body and wonder ‘what if’?”“I wouldn’t be embarrassed if I had, but I can’t honestly recall having a thought like that,” he said.“I understand that you have some pleasure issues though,” she said.“Do I?” he asked. “That’s news to me.”“You’re a ‘giver’ not a ‘taker’ and you don’t easily get aroused by actions you deem focused solely on your unilateral pleasure. Isn’t that the gist of things Kyle?”“I obtain greater satisfaction when it is obvious. I got very lucky this year is the only reason why I'm home but I am to go back to work tomorrow and leave Texas for my company. Is there anyplace you have to be or can you set her and talk while I eat. That's when I found out her names was Trishia Walterns, and that she loved her job and the she was the fourth generation of her family to join the police force. Which I think is very very cool. She finished her lunch and we set there for a few more minutes talking and told her that I need to. .. Best to not bring it up unless she does.”She nodded, and followed him into his apartment. “Wait, two?”“Yeah, two big guys.” He held up a hand indicating their heights. Seriously tall Art, and giant Matt.“But she’s so tiny!”He shrugged again and sat down on his couch. Not a fancy hall bench or whatever, just a nice, high quality couch, black leather, comfortable as hell. One of the things he loved that didn’t belong in a luxurious mansion. Or, maybe it could? It was his mansion. Maybe he.