Then there had been boys at school who had tried to press their luck using superior strength. Luckily, she thought, she had never been far enough away...from help. On the other hand, here was Jenny, who could have dealt physically with any boy, who was lesbian like her. Then it hit her. Jenny had been at an all girls boarding school and even in the holidays would only have met similarly segregated boys who were equally shy and inexperienced. Few, if any, who tried it on would have been dealt with. She knew it meant something, but after every time she found out she then promptly forgot. Fluency in languages wasn't Xiùlán's greatest talent. In fact, she didn't excel in anything of an academic nature. But then again why bother? She lived a privileged life as a Chinese girl in modern England. She was a first-class citizen in a country where the English were the ones struggling to get by. It astonished her that the English Republic had let things slide so far. Sure, there were huge problems. Once I was all puttogether, helmet, hair, makeup, clothes, and blaster, I thought I lookedthe part pretty well.Robin was going as Han Solo, which was considerably more work. Shedidn't look at all like a guy, so we had to fake it the best we could.We darkened her complexion a bit, added shading here and there, and justa hint of a five-o'clock shadow. She had already cut her hair, so allwe had to do was to style it like Han Solo. Harrison Ford was a bitlarger than Robin so the costume was a. ” “He left about fifteen minutes ago, Miss…?” “Kayd Kavanaugh. Oh dear, I have to see him. You see, I left my purse in his room this morning…. You know what I mean.” She smiled, knowing what he must be thinking.” “I’m sorry Miss Kavanaugh-“ “Kayd.” “Uh, yes, miss … I can’t let anyone up unless they have permission from Mr. Neilson. Let me see if he left any requests.” He started to shuffle through some unorganized papers on his desk. After a few more shuffles, he looked up at her, a slight.