" Yes, well ... I, er," she blushed."A boyfriend? Well, you've got a life. But if you want your black-belt, you need to focus, at least while you're i... the dojo." Yes, Sensei. Thank you. I will try to concentrate."Mike suggested that Saturday, weather permitting, he give her a taste of what motorcycling was about. "But it's no fun in the rain," he added.Friday evening, she met Mike's mother who took to her immediately and they studied together (really studied, that is) until it was time for. I don't know..." I thought the same thing, but Harmony swears by him. I'd like to try it." You know what? Fuck it. OK, fine. Make the appointment. Let's try it out. I'm up for anything."The AppointmentIt was 10 minutes before the official start of the appointment when Harold heard a knock on the door and went to open it. As he opened the door, there stood a man dressed like a plumber, with a tool box, and a name tag that read "Al". He had a thick, policeman's mustache, a big pot belly, and a. Your body began to glow, your clothes began to glow and the light swirled around you before shifting and gathering back onto your body. As the light faded you stood, feeling a sense of power flowing through you. And then your Pink hair fell before your face. Your usual Long Blonde was no longer on your head."Huuuuuh!" You called out stunned stepping backwards. A rod filled your right hand, a small clear gem on the end of the rod a crystal that glowed with a magical light."Good," The cat spoke. " Jen, I would get kicked out for disrupting the learning of the otherstudents" I replied. My basis for the statement was the fact that threeschool years ago a freshman's sister who was a senior dared him to weara skirt, sweater, and a pair of three inch platforms in the middle ofFebruary with no tights on. He had worn a red and black pleated skirtand a black sweater. He had walked in the shoes like he had done itbefore. Just like me in the boots I had on. He had gotten sent homethat day and.