The way they acted you’d think the women were doing a war dance.”Another of the men looked rather upset as he remarked, “I find that hard to bel...eve. Are you certain?”“Sir, I’m very certain. Among other things I’m the Diiyan of my tribe. This title is often referred to by whites as ‘Medicine Man’ or ‘Shaman.’ It’s really a combination of ‘wise counselor’ and ‘tribal historian.’ I don’t do strange dances to drive off evil spirits, and though I do know some plants with healing properties I’ll be. We've been here since mission end cooling our heals. Say, I have someone who wants to talk to you. Hang on." Dad?" A girls voice said."Jessica? Baby... " Greg stopped, chocked up. His daughter's voice sounded so good to him."Daddy? Are you ok? Whats wrong?" Jessica asked worriedly."Nothing hon. I am just so happy to hear from you. God, I have missed you so much." Greg said regaining control of himself."How have you been doing down there daddy? We are fine up here. Are you at the house? Have you. The planet is technologically advanced, but even while it sells products to the Coven, the Coven intelligence services have had limited success in penetrating the security of the companies and the planet. Intellectual property is strongly protected in the Coven, which has been to our benefit as security was tight around the planet.“Up until three years of age we simply played with our peers. Our education began gradually, but progressively became more intensive. We were trained in the languages. " said Carol. "I'm dying to hear thosestories about Joe teasing girls."As Joe squirmed quietly back in his seat, Sam proceeded to tell thegroup about she and Joe's life on the ranch. She told of how her motherhad always wanted a girl after Joe was born. When Sam was young, hermother always dressed her in the frilliest outfits and tried to makeher as feminine as possible with a room decorated in pink lace andfrills and dozens of dolls, dollhouses and accessories. As Sam grewolder she resisted.