I waited in the classroom for my students to start arriving to see how they looked, acted, dressed, and talked. Most of then were dressed in jeans and...tee shirts and talked about finally being at a university and meeting new people. I noticed a striking blonde wearing a dressy blouse and skirt that accentuated her womanly curves. She appeared to be rather nervous and I wasn’t sure if she was a student or a parent until she took a seat. When class began and I took roll call, she answered in a. Miss Rhiannon, in a golden dress stood near, with another golden lady,who has really big muscles. The two of them seem to shimmer and glow asI stared at them.I yelped, but Miss Rhiannon told me that she was really a Goddess. Iknow better than to contradict grownups so I just listened.She told me that she had punished my dad, but more likely, he's beenarrested again, which means that when he gets home I'm going to get it.I started to believe her when she changed out of the golden dress. My God, I must have looked like a desperado with it on, because people would cross the street to avoid getting too close to me. I did experiment with it and did find that the bandolier could cut as much as five seconds off my reloading time as compared to carrying the shells in a pouch. Needless to say, I was wearing the bandolier on that Tuesday.We set out at a relatively easy pace because we were not expected in Hesper until nearly dark, and Eddy wanted to spare the mules. The coach was so. So, let's start this already, okay? Now, you are probably wondering what this guy is rambling about, but let me tell you, is not exactly easy to start talking and walking the memory lane, I still need to put my mind in order, my mom always says to start thing from the beginning, something she loves to say to her clients, she is a lawyer, really good one at that, specializes in divorce settlements and lawyer jokes are banned from the house… you asking for my dad? The old man is a freelance.