This…wow. If I’m right…I need to ask Demetra about this later. For now, let’s get back to Trishka. ‘-and that is how we developed without hu...ans noticing!’ Oh, son of a bitch! ‘Interesting,’ Demetra remarks. I give her a sidelong glance, and edge away a bit. Okay, seriously, I need to know if I’m right. ‘Makes you wonder how elves developed,’ I remark, pointedly. ‘It almost seems as if we developed on different worlds.’ I glare at Demetra, and for a moment, I see shock, and then what I am two. A look of embarrassment and anguish crossed overhis face. Oh he thought to himself, she couldn't, she just wouldn't askhim why he was so aroused. He shuddered at the thought."Oh yes, I know," Lisa said as she whispered in his ear. "My pretty girlis so excited because she knows that . . . " Lisa paused. "Mommy is goingto . . ." she paused again. ". . . take all these rollers out of her hairand give her a pretty boy a new hair do!" Lisa let out a small laugh asFrankie opened his mouth in. Moments pass and he doesn't come back down. I wonder off upstairs to find him and hear a sudden crash. I charge into my room to find it trashed and my stuff all over the floor. "What have you done??" I scream at him. He stands there staring at me intensely. I pick up a shoe and throw it at him. He dodges it and walks towards me, grabbing my arm aggressively. I swing at him with my other hand in a fist and he grabs it and pushes both hands behind my back. I scream in his face in frustration and. If you give me a few minutes, I shall correct the situation so that I please you. Would you like me to come get you when I am presentable?" No. You will correct yourself here. Remove your skirt." Quickly, she unbuttoned it, letting it drop to the floor. "A garter belt with classical stockings? Interesting, I must say. I'm not sure about panties covering it, but at least they are transparent. But penny loafers? Really now. It's not that you don't have beautiful legs with or without sexy shoes,.