And, of course they wouldn't let me pierce my ears, becausethey believed it to be a despoilment of the female body symbolic ofman's despoilment of Mot...er Nature."My parents were actually Presbyterians, but if I told Kate that? well?it would be hard explaining my clumsiness with a hairdryer, as well asthe other things. So letting her go along with her presupposition thatI was Gaian seemed like a good idea. "Sounds like they were pretty extreme, huh?" she said."Yah," I responded. "Got teased. . ooh. That’s a thought. What you thinking about, mister?“I was thinking if they go hunting, what about a shoot of one of your catgirls on the hunt?”“Hmm. Interesting, but I want to keep it light’n’fluffy, not scary’n’bloody.”“I know. Let me Google something a moment?”“Sure, Mister Clearly Got An Idea,” Lia said as the keyboard came more over to my side of the desk.“So if catgirls were to hunt and if I were to catch them hunting, they would have to be hunting something big enough to capture on. " A Kegresse." George corrected, again."Whatever."They watched the Kegresse as it ground up the road, effortlessly, towards the mountain camp. 50 young Black Guard peered at it from their concealed positions, certain, now, that they had no weapon to stop it. Eventually, it drove straight into the centre of the camp and halted, its Black Guard flag hanging limp on a staff above the cab.With a hiss, the cab slid back revealing, from behind its suntint screens, two men. The driver was dressed in a. I was goin' to have to recuperate a while first. I cleared my throat quite a few times before there was any response from my companions. When they did wake I was bewildered to see them grab their skimpy outfits, wrap themselves, and glare at me as if I started it. They were acting like a pair of virgins caught naked at the swimming hole by the preacher. Well, I pretty quick figured out there wasn't gonna be any fun and games now, at least for a while. So I dressed and rustled up some dry wood.