To add to the sweetness, he had purchased some cosmetics and applied them the best he could. Looking at himself in the mirror, he liked what he saw. H...nestly, he looked like a cheap drag queen on a bad day, but not too far from nice."Maybe in the dark no one would notice!" he laughed to himself.After leaving the note in the journal for Stephanie, apologizing for the tattoo and explaining the dress out, Stephen went to sleep for six months.He woke up at the dawn of the next solstice, feeling. "That was it. I'd officially stepped in it then. Resada was mortified that he had not thought to warn me."I assumed you were a Guild member." He said.Captain Duvoro said the same thing. Everyone, outside of the six of us, had assumed I was in the Guild. It was illegal to challenge a member of the Wizard's Guild to a duel. If you were not in the Guild, however, you were fair game.We didn't go sightseeing that day at all. Instead, I spent the night wondering about Wizard's duels and exchanging. It would make things easier if there was someone here, bringing in the mail and available, in case we needed to check on something here. It wouldn't be living with us so much as sharing the same house while we're here."I saw Brenda and Joyce exchanging puzzled looks. Both of them knew this wasn't working out the way it was supposed to. I felt better about crossing all of them up like this. If they were going to conspire like this, they deserved to end up unsure of what they were actually. One guy is sitting on the stairs and his wife is beside him on a bar stool. His name is Tom and I think he’s a really cute guy, about my age, clean shaven, wearing glasses and tan slacks with a NY Yankee t-shirt. His legs are spread but I cannot see his crotch from where I’m sitting. My wife and I are on one of the sofas and I lean over to whisper some nonsense in her ear so that I can get a look between his legs. Boy, I’m impressed! He has a very nice bulge, very nice indeed. I look up and,.