It also deflected every spear the boatflung. These spears were the size of small timbersThen the trees started attacking, and overwhelmed the defenses...the wyrmthrew up. Trees threw spears and whipped every hive animal larger than acockroach. Birds flew in. A Jersey gator waddled on shore.Morgana and the others barely had time to turn around and face the largewyrm before it died.The people on the chevalines used fire to burn out many of the smallinvaders.Jas plotted the invasion on her display.. If I didn’t go I’d never hear from her again. The question was, did I care? I loved that she had said ‘didn’t make time.’ It was as if she didn’t care enough. I didn’t cry. I just sat, looking at myself and asking questions. The answers were elusive. The problem for a woman like me is finding a woman like her, like Tilly. They are like Halle’s Comet, they don’t come past my orbit every day. Rare and glorious is what they are. They understand a mind like mine. So few people do. Oh, for certain. It had taken her ten minutes to get me to even speak coherently to her the first time she’d asked it, but eventually, I understood why she had to ask the question.“Good. Now, back to the matter at hand...”At the end of the hour, I was mentally and emotionally exhausted, which was par for both the telephone and face-to-face sessions.“How is she doing?” I asked.Doctor Mercer pursed her lips, “She’s still talking to me. That’s the best I can say at the moment. And I suppose that’s the best I can. Me, I'm fourteen, I could never do that. I just couldn't. But I sure want to, I want to be able to just tell a guy, "Let's fuck." I bet it sure works. But I just can't be that forward. I hate being fourteen.Then, lit all changed when I let it slip to my brother, Paul, who's sixteen, that I really have a crush on a friend of his, Mike. Now, Mike has lots of girlfriends, he's really cute and in bike shorts, his butt looks so good, almost as good as the nice bulge in the front. As soon as the.