It was as if both other women had agreed to let Florence give him some much needed comfort. He had feared that Florence’s bold actions would offend ...nd hurt Mirabel, but she had hugged him with feeling on the evening before and even given him a dazzling smile before he stepped into his gig. Women could act strangely, Thomas concluded, an explanation as good as any.The watch was still below having their breakfast when Thomas returned to the quarter deck. This time, Treleven had chosen to be. " "What did you look like before your power kicked in then?" I asked.She sat down with me and said softly, "Like you I was a normal boy. Thenone night my mutant power started and I was changed into this girl."I looked at her with big eyes, "You were changed from a boy into a girl?" Yep," she said, "I do know what you are going through. Only I haven'tbeen reduced in age like you have."I slumped a bit saying, "You also have your mutant power now. I don'thave even that anymore."She put her arm. “Balu my darling, please tell me honestly. Do you really like me? Do you think I am beautiful?”- She asked.“I swear mom. Though you are in my arms yet I can not believe that a woman can look so beautiful and sexy.” –I said and tightened my embraces. She raised her face. Her eyes were closed. She opened her lips and said – “Balu, kiss me and love me my Son.”“Yes mom.”- I said and I kissed her on her lips. I took her lower lip between my teeth and started crushing it hard. She put her arms around. ‘Turning toward you now, on the Prinseessegade.’ He saw her then, the red hair, the wide, clear blue eyes. She was quite beautiful, really. Such a waste, he told himself once again. As she drew near he turned and faced her, and he saw the surprise on her face when she recognized him. This satisfied him. She stopped walking, stood her ground. ‘I thought we might walk together,’ he said to her in French. ‘As you wish,’ Ingrid Andersen replied cooly. She was not a field operative, had no.