You have no idea whether or not Sheryl is sexually experienced and anyway it’s no business of yours. I thought you would be attracted by her pleasan... personality and great mind.’ ‘Are you matchmaking mom?’ ‘Don’t be ridiculous. Be quiet and drive safely.’ It should have ended there but Darcy knew he’d have to squash this matchmaking role his mom before she thought she was gaining control. ‘Mom, if you are going to try to dump prospective brides on me I’m going to stay with Aunt Rosa.’ ‘You are. Two months as a girl and hiscuriosity about it didn't ebb away. By now he was used to the feeling ofhaving a female body but never had the chance to really explore it. Ifhe didn't prepare to turn someone back, then he was doing thosemeditation exercises that promised to raise his magical aptitude.Even if he wasn't busy, Fitz was never alone. While everyone hated to beclothing, they hated it more to be not worn. No-one wanted to rot in thecloset and be bored to death. Which meant Fitz had to. I couldn't think analytically while the music was playing, but once home I contemplated what I saw during the concert. The tints were, well, pulsing with the music. By this time I knew that all living organisms generated plasm. Humans generated more than animals, and animals more than plants. The plasm generation wasn't consciously controlled, except by the Nalu, and presumably rare gifted individuals like F. Pitt Colt and myself. But music caused this process to synchronize. I didn't know why. It was sparse and curly, barely covering the lips that hid her treasures and it petered out as it went up her abdomen and down into her opening. It did not extend outward around her legs but confined itself to the area it was supposed to cover. I was absolutely absorbed in watching her down there, it was so beautiful. Suddenly she asked, rather loudly, “Gramps, are we going to go over to Paradise Island today?” She was oblivious to my presents there watching her most private place and when I.