After years of such a great reputation; for some reason he had started being late to work for the last about a week or 2 weeks by hardly 15 minutes or...even less like most of the other employees. You may call Arun as a gay boy of hardly a month over 19 years of age with a very fit and healthy body, mind and of course having a sexual appetite of no matching. He was not only a horny bastard but also an extremely shy and reluctant person. He had indulged with hardly 2 or 3 boys of his age so far. At ten thirty the doorbell rang and I panicked.I opened the door. Here she was, with an uncertain smile. She was wearing a light summer dress gathered at the waist, and scooped enough at the front to give a hint at her cleavage. It was not short but very demure, ending just below the knee. It was also not what she had been wearing in Wales.Her legs were bare and she was wearing flat heeled sandals. Her hair was up, and she had taken a great deal of care with her makeup, light and tasteful but. All that was left where my real body had been, was a silvery glow. It was a ghostly image of the goddess in the body I was now wearing, but transparent and barely there. I could feel her presence beginning to fade, yet there was smile on her face. "I have done this for countless ages, and in my own way." she told me in a gentle voice, "Yet you will find your own path. I have given you all that you shall need. I have chosen well and know that you will continue my work." All I could do was stare. Another is to understand the rules of this society, to which the natives made laws many centuries ago and live by even today. Saysa, her Father is the one man I don't want to lose his trust of me or my Son. He is the Medicine Man who can teach me the most about their healing ways. I warn you as well that this Man has in his bag of tricks some things that I a doctor find to be, well bordering on witchcraft, of the most blackest of black.Not far from here, in a grove of trees one night I watched.