Arwen, as your mother and as Queen I believe that the time to test this will only come if Oonagh is unhelpful,” Verenestra stated, more or less putt...ng her foot down.“Yes, mother,” Arwen replied demurely, though fooling no one.“Artello, you are not to ‘experiment’ on Arwen without my express permission,” Verenestra more or less ordered the man, who accepted it graciously.“Of course, Queen Verenestra. I would ask you anyway.”“Astrid, have the gestalt keep an eye on my daughter too, I know her. Alice was a very slim,birdlike lady, with large, thick glasses and blue hair. Joan was a tall,well-built woman with a round face and arthritic hands. They looked asthough butter wouldn't melt in their mouths. I had to remind myself theywere both part of a conspiracy which was forcing my dad to dress up as awoman. A conspiracy in which I was now also trapped by association.Celia returned her attention to me. "I see you've brought company,Carolyn," she said."Yes," I replied. "Celia, this is. “Look at the camera. Now take mine.”. He heard more whining noises from his mother and then it stopped.“Good shit Mia,” the unknown voice said. “Good shit.” Robert sat in silence and didn’t hear anything else for a few minutes. The visitor left and then he heard the door open again.“Oh fuck,” his dad said, slamming the door and running back to his wife. “Robert’s car is here.”“Oh god, do you think he heard?” his mother said. Robert could hear everything.“I know he heard. I just wonder how. By the way, my name is Julia" and she approaches me to shake my hand."And I am Noelle!"Her handshake is firm and strong, unlike anything I experienced before from women."You are not from here are you Noelle? British?" Yep, I am. I'm just here on a trip for the summer!" Well, listen, I just made some lemonade and you look thirsty. Why don't you come inside and share a glass with me?" Oh, that would be lovely. Are you sure I am not bothering you though?" I'm positive Noelle, please come in!"They.