Most were surprised to hear from me, out of the blue as it were, and, to be truthful, a fair percentage that I contacted were unable to remember me at...all. Of the ones who could place me, and who seemed happy that I'd taken the initiative to get back in touch, they'd both quit smoking pot. There really wasn't anyone at work that I knew well enough to even discuss marijuana with, although I was sure that quite a few indulged. I felt that I was stymied and had made all the effort to help Donna. ” It certainly was that. It was very relaxing. “You don’t want to look away, do you?” Of course, she didn’t. She loved sitting here in front of her mother’s fan. It was so very relaxing. That was odd, Valerie thought. She’d fallen asleep. The last thing she remembered, she’d been sitting in front of her mother’s fan trying to cool off. It was so very hot there inside Mother’s house and there was just something about Mother’s fan that was so very relaxing. So she must have fallen asleep in front. I knew she was semi-ticklish on her sides and on my second trip around her body, I flitted my fingers over her skin. Kaleigh started to drop her arms and she lightly giggled as I semi-purposefully induced this response from her."Put those arms back up," I said sternly to her. "While you earned one reward earlier, you've NOW earned a demerit for your unladylike outburst and action just now." Her arms flew back up over her head, and her smile changed immediately to a frown at my words of. I handed the blade to a wide-eyed Tonrath, who drew a deep breath, and repeated my words and actions.I lowered my hand, and extended it to him, as if to shake, and he mirrored my actions. I grasped his hand in mine, and said, "As our blood joins, so do our souls. Henceforth, my name is Monrill Tonrath, born to the Poxrill clan of Craxill, and soon to be bound to India of Earth."His voice quivering, Tonrath said, "As our blood joins, so do our souls. Henceforth, my name is John Patrick Rogers,.