We four had all elected to go to university. We were all bright pupils and we had high aspirations.Some of the boy-girls were inevitably destined to g... into service as maids for more dominant women. If they didn't relish this option, they could, after consultation with parents and staff, take the final option of a complete operation for a sex change. Miss Lane had long since determined that proper girls and 'post-op? girls were much happier and free-er to choose a life where their academic. Her routine was her life; she always adhered to it faithfully. After bringing the hot coffee back upstairs she would run a shower; then sit at the dressing table, brush and tie back her long blonde hair. It was her pride and joy, almost waist length, thick and sun gold. She had grown it without any more than an occasional trim since she was eight years old.Being a Physical Education teacher in an area like this was her dream job. After a year or two here, maybe she would meet Mr. Right and. "She went on to tell us that the Celts were a very war like people and fought amongst themselves as much as with outsiders.I was beginning to get a feeling about this time period a lot more now that Marjorie had explained some things to us.It was getting dark and we wanted to make an early start the next day so we all crawled into our sleeping bags.This was the first time that Jane and I had been just the two of us for a long time and I could see that she wasn't going to lose a minute of it.. Or if not exactly a plan, a very hopeful wish...Melissa slipped her arm around her friend's waist and drew her close. Carrie mirrored her position. They smiled slowly at each other. They had always been the kind of friends who could read each other's thoughts, and right now they were in perfect accord. When they left the restroom, they walked straight to where Shawn was standing and each one went to one of his sides, raising up on their tip toes to kiss his cheek. His brown eyes widened a bit.