The heroic Sprites stood around the body where it fell. They watched as the final beats of the wildly racing heart spurted blood out of what was left ...f Rose’s neck. The blood soaked into the dirt where the body lay twitching. It made a sticky nutrient rich mud that immediately began attracting insect life. Without comment or remorse, they rejoined the line of Sprites waiting to feed at the external orifice under the Ebon’s hair.Ginger cried out in triumph as she planted her clone in the. His nipples poked through theBand-Aids and the bells hung down from them. Now even his slightestmovement was accompanied by the soft tinkling of the bells. She thoughtit was sweet. It also gratified her desire for control. Now she knew allthe time where he was just by listening. From the rhythm of the bells shecould usually work out what he was doing. Easiest if he was hula-hoopingbut other actions like cleaning teeth, drawing on stockings, brushinghair had their own distinctive melodies.As for. To my surprise,he was rather articulate, and he praised my clothes, my hair, my skin,my shoes and short white socks, my posture and my feminine walk. Ilooked at him again, and decided that as he was a skinny andandrogynous runt, he might make it as a girl. His hair was nearly longenough, and if brushed to get out the tangles ...Then he surprised me some more. He said that he'd like to wear clotheslike mine. At first, I thought that he meant clean, but it becameobvious that while he meant that,. Redner gave you a nice tip for coming in. He always does that for the girls that help him out."I smiled and carried the paper back to the dressing room where I read it, found a pen in my purse, and signed the paper. The day manager walked in and held out her hand. I gave her the paper and she said, "Glad you came in for the day shift, Tess. I need you to heat the place up. Go out there and really tease the audience and get them warmed up. Let's make the place sexy and fun. You do a great job of.