." I'm not even looking," I said softly." Well, there are the two boys that rent from me, and I just know theywould be overjoyed to meet some eligible...girls, especially girls like youtwo!"Megan and I glanced at each other, said "no thanks", and she dropped it.After an hour or so, I said bye, and went home. By the time I got home, Iwas shaking. I had just spent almost six hours in a room full of women,twice in the shower, and yet they all thought I was a female! Worse in myopinion, was the fact. Queen Lesley sat up on her thrown in a red silk blouse and matching loafers. She wore a black skirt that zipped up the back. Beside her was King Ken wearing royal blue and Princess Sandra who sat between her parents in a royal red dress and heels."Nice to be allowed to come, Mistress Lesley." My father said as he bowed before the queen and kissed the Princess' hand. "Your daughter Sandra is as lovely as ever."I stood among the crowd starring at the handsome Prince Philips dress, in a white. "Okay. Guys. That's enough of the interrogation. Get ready for bed and give the poor lady a break."Reluctantly, they started to leave the room. "One last question - how do you like your eggs?" Bradley was beaming."I usually have fruit for breakfast, but if all you have is eggs, then scrambled is fine."With the lads gone, the atmosphere in the room became a little more casual. Tom took the empty cup from Tracey. "This is the last of it. Should I make more?" Not on my account. I had plenty, and. The nocturnal cry of some avian creature brings your attention to the treeline not far from where you stand. Thick, cloying tropical trees droop menacingly, concealing whatever lies within amidst tangled foliage. You don't see any other way inland, since the beach eventually turns into unforgiving cliff-sides in either direction.You take stock of your inventory: The lantern, of course, along with the faded map which brought you here. You have a small length of rope from the longboat, as well as.