No, you do! A lot of people will see you as alittle girl today. What do you think they are going to say if you goout dressed like a boy? That's rig...t! They'll call you a sissy. Agreat big sissy! So dry those tears and let's go," Aunt Jo admonishedafter Mrs. Grimwald had left."I don't want no girl's clothes but I don't want to be called a sissyeither. Wait there's a barber shop across the street. I can get a flattop and get rid of these stupid curls," he thought then said. He was now wandering through the woods, believing he was seeking a way out, but really moving closer and closer to his seducer."Mmmm..." The Enchantress purred softly, sensually, as she slid her fingers down between her legs, caressing her moist, hot nether regions as she felt her need growing within her. "Hurry...come to me warrior, I have a need for you. And you have a need for me..."A few moments later, a soft rustling of grass, and the nicker of a horse made the Enchantress smile. She. Several officers examined the objects, but figured they'd imagined the sound. As they turned away, it happened again. Under everyone's gaze now, the shards tipped their edges into the air and clicked them down on their neighbors, randomly at first, then rhythmically, like someone playing plastic spoons. Onlookers gasped as the shards turned to water and resolved into a shape like a rectangular swimming pool standing on its side. The forward surface rippled calmly, as if they were viewing it. I cannot stay here,” Raanciel said and walked up to his brother and stared up at his towering form. “Isekocaan, you are the only one that truly cares about me.” Raanciel turned his head away from his brother with a frown. “It pains me to leave your side but I cannot stay here. I cannot take the whispers and glares and I cannot take mother and father constantly badgering me. There is so much animosity I can take from my own family--” Raanciel took a sharp intake of breath. He felt tears welling.