The meeting room was packed with eager clients. It was hard for me to accept that these vibrant people were already contemplating passing to the other...side. The ratio of females to males was apparent with the women outnumbering the men about two to one. I looked around the room to select my two and spotted a nifty redhead, probably, a "from the bottle" redhead, but I was not overly picky in that regard. She had the most attractive breasts on a truly mature woman that I had seen for quite some. Then he remembered Luthor’s fishing pole.“Daddy?” he said carefully. “How come you don’t take me fishing?”“Fishing?” said Harvey, his voice rising. “Why on earth would you want to go fishing?”“Well to catch fish, I guess,” said Nathan, bottling up the anger that was already building in his throat.Harvey laughed. “Why would you want to go to all that trouble, and be out there with the bugs and all that, when you can just pay some nigger kid a penny per fish?”“I’m bored out of my mind, Daddy,”. “Spotted Pops?”“Yes two times, but there’s lots of ... er him, I suppose,” the child snickered, nodding upstairs.“Oh yes, he’s very proud, got loads of medals you know ... for all sorts of things ... in the war.”“Yeah! Saw them. Why is there only two with Pops?”Ella explained that many years ago, they’d been in the same war, but on opposite sides and during an organised international peacetime reunion, the two previous foes met and had like hobbies and interests. Old battles and prejudices were. Before Jeremy could react, the liquid wastossed over his head, causing him to let out a yelp as it splashed overhis head and shoulders. He growled and reached up, pushing a lock of redhair from his face as... wait. Red hair?He grabbed the lock and pulled it into view, letting out anotherhorrified yell. His short brown hair had been replaced with long redtresses that extended past his shoulders. He reached up and his handsfound their way to two objects extending from the top of his new hairdo,no.