He practically drooled. "Yep, I'm back in control now, Taco. And I must say, Nancy really did a wonderful job on your transformation! I can hardly wai... to see what you look like in a catwoman costume!"...just the beginning -- for Peta!* * * * * * * *I closed the email window and sighed. Nancy had posted the story exactly as I'd written it. Exactly as she'd ordered me to write it. Not even a punctuation mark had been changed. How very strange that it was all true.That was all many days ago. My. My father stressed it and constantly pointed out that our family was never to be the aggressors in any situation. In defense we were free to engage the enemy, but only with a measured response. However, there are circumstances in which that line must be crossed! This is hard to do when people pick you out as ‘strange’ or ‘different’. These people see my lack of aggression as a sign of weakness as opposed to a sign of intense inner strength. Little do they know the effort that it takes to not. " He asked my dad for permission to marry me.We all laughed at that, but she went on with the tale."He said that he would buy a flower stall, get a regular wholesaler and within a year he'd be making enough to support a wife, then he got up, shook hands with my father and thanked him for not calling the police. He then came over to me and took something out of his pocket, whatever it was it was wrapped up in greasy paper, I didn't look at it, I couldn't look away from his eyes, they were the. The view was more beautiful than anything I’d ever seen. The entire range was still snow covered and the tallest mountain had a ring of clouds around its peak. I quickly scanned the area for any dangers and finding no snakes, bears or pumas, I paused to take in the view.“Opal Anne, come along with me.”“Did you find something?”“Oh, I found ‘something’,” I said with an emphasis on the last word.I led her through the least overgrown path and to the sight of the mountains. She let out a soft gasp.