“This ... where? The good feeling? Ouch! My head!” The instant his palm reflexively slammed against his forehead realization dawned on him and his...face wore a fervent countenance.“I made it! Uncle Ohar’s Emerald Soul Gam at last reacted!” He shouted happily, ignoring the fact that he is on Zax’s back, within the hidden chamber Sheldon told him about or in front illusionary white bright triangular plate, the locked aura of the Godly Law Template – which his senses could perfectly perceive.‘Uncle. My thoughts drifted back to more comfortable times, when there were were just the two of us, with nobody trying to kill me, no law firm of priggish assholes to maneuver, and none of GrandfatherÔs illegal products to distribute at great peril, and kill friends and lovers over. It is always good to go home.In time we all needed to return to our previous positions, this time with Marta and I staring happily at each other. We could always be silent together, communing with just sight and feeling,. “But choo a maeed, choos work up eem dem castle. Choo don’t be doin’ such work down heeere. Wot choo really doin’ down heeere?”“Maybe ... I just wanted a little romp in the hey with such a cutie.”My cheeks grew warm at the unmistakable sounds of kissing. Greta was improvising, using herself as a distraction. I heard the sounds of their mouths working together, the rustling of clothing. Greta let out such a wanton, soft sigh as hay rustled.“Yeesh,” groaned the stable boy. “Yeesh, that’s. “How’s it going?”“Good. You?”“I’m well. Thanks! Say, I have a question. There was an orange and brown house near the front of your neighborhood. I noticed some nice potted plants there. I was wondering who lives there. Do you happen to know.”“Oh, that’s Sassy’s house.”“Yeah...Sassy. I don’t know his real name or nothin’. But, he’s got sugar in his tank.”“Excuse me.”“You know he wants to be a girl.”“Oh okay,” she feigned surprise. “Well, have a good practice.”Rochelle demanded of herself that.