This may not be until I was twenty-one, when I legally became an adult. It was a difficult journey. I was not used to travelling alone and had to take...the train from Scotland to London, an omnibus across London from Euston to Liverpool Street, and another train from Liverpool Street to Ipswich where my 'aunt' had promised to arrange someone to meet me. I travelled on the night train from Scotland, sleeping fitfully in the dimly lit compartment. It was a slow train, stopping many times. I. Some were discounted because after seeing the pics, frankly there wasn't a spark.I met a few locally, social first and a couple where we made it to a hotel room. One was a really convincing TV - I mean ladyboy convincing. When she walked into the pub on my arm every guy and a few women stopped to look as she was drop dead gorgeous. However the sex was... disappointing. Maybe it was the hormones but her tiny cock did nothing for me and although she gave a great blow job, the clincher was when. Wet cold engulfed him and he cried out."That's for the nose," No. 1's nasally voice assured. Bright lightflooded his eyes, and suddenly he wasn't blind anymore. Snow, building,no people, no nothing. They had to be in the outskirts now. Great.Philip looked up at his captor, who frowned slightly at him. "I broughtyou here to kill you, you know." Not much I can do about it, huh?" he replied with a smirk. No. 1smiled slightly, and then produced a knife. Philip studied it, thenher, and then the dead. But he doesn't care about it much. Thatwas a world of martial artists and he wasn't one of them. But he alwaysliked Ranma, he was his pal. As for his secret feelings for the femaleRanma, Daisuke always kept them well hidden inside his heart. He foundthem strange and illogical, still remembering that Ranma is a boy, afterall.Daisuke had no umbrella too. But something was making him hard to justlook at the beautiful, sad redhead standing there in the rain. He took offhis jacket and put it on.