I was hitchhiking just outside of Jackson in the pounding June sun praying I got picked up before my brain juices started evaporating when a beat up o...d camper van pulled up beside me. When you're hitchhiking beat up old camper vans are pretty standard fare, 4 wheels that work and a driver with some interesting road conversation, but this van had one very obvious unusual feature, both the occupants were topless. In the passenger seat closest to me sat a guy in his late 50's with short, slightly. I had plans on working as a tranny call boy there. In the "L.A. Express" magazine, I saw an ad for a club on Sunset, called the Leather and Lace Lounge, that was popular with trannies and the men who liked them. I decided to go there and learn more about the tranny scene in Hollywood. It was three in the afternoon when I arrived at the Leather and Lace Lounge. The cute bartender was busy setting up the liquor bar for happy hour which started at five o'clock. He was happy to see me when I walked. “Scholar, how many seasons have you been alive?”The giant creature rumbled a reply, and Sleethe translated for her.“Scholar says doesn’t know. We don’t count that.”Just like Sleethe then, the scholar didn’t know its own age. The Krell really didn’t seem fond of time keeping. The timescales that they lived on were so much larger than those of humans, and their metabolisms were so slow. Lena was gradually starting to understand their way of thinking, and why they appeared so deficient to humans.. " But, if I understand you correctly," Master Sung returned, "the young lady had already been whisked away from the scene in an automobile." That is correct," Sun confirmed."So why did you not go to the young one, or to her destination?" Master Sung seemed to be asking the question of himself, more than the others, but Darren replied, anyway."Because Stephanie wanted us to look out for Liam." This is true," Wei said, "but we made no conscious decision to go to him." No," Darren mused, "it was.