..." Fylin seufzte. "Lange Geschichte...." Sie ?berlegtefieberhaft, wie sie Jazz beibringen sollte, dass sie Leon war und er alsdieses M?dchen zur?ck ...eschickt worden war. Weil die Geschichte w?rdeJazz ihr nicht abkaufen, so viel stand schon mal fest. Sie stemmte dieH?nde in die H?fte und wedelte erstmal ein bis zweimal bed?chtig mitihrem Schwanz und wurde sich dessen erstmals gewahr, unterdr?ckte jedochihr Erstaunen dar?ber."Was zum Geier bist du... und WO IST LEON?!?"Jazz besann sich langsam. " Transvestite? What is that Jacob?" That is what a boy who likes to wear girl's clothes is called." Oh. No, I am not a transvestite."He smiled at me in a way that made me feel as though he knew something about me that I did not know about me."Well, if you are, I am just saying that I will not be upset if I come home some day and find you watching television in the living room, and you are wearing a dress, okay? Now, enough said about that. I guess that what I am really saying is that I want. " There is no but." I... I guess. I shouldn't have come over. I woke you." No, you should have come over. I was getting up anyway." I glanced at the clock beside my bed. Seven thirty. Yeah, I was getting up, in about three hours. "I mean it's Saturday. Can't sleep the day away." Though I could have tried.That's when I noticed how funny Kelly looked. She was wearing a jacket over a long flannel nightgown with untied tennis shoes. And her hair would have made the Bride of Frankenstein look good. They had been lifelong friends and found the area of science that Father and I engaged in most intriguing and longed to continue their edification by funding some expeditions. I kept my tongue that evening for I knew they were not the type of gentlemen to pay court to the thoughts of a woman. Instead I spoke to Father and pleaded with him to at least entreat divulgence of what exactly they had planned. It was not as if their money was paramount to the success of any expedition as Father had.