Nor had it been her need to belong to the Jewish community. Her identity was more intangible. It was the sense of a shared tradition and what had been...until recently a shared nationality. She'd never troubled herself about her Jewish heritage when she'd actually lived in Israel. It was only after she'd abandoned the nation of her birth to radioactive dust and vengeful Palestinians that she'd become concerned about what it meant to be Jewish.So what was she now doing, travelling south to the. Pyrrha thanked herself for the hundredth time for sending her team ahead to go eat breakfast when she saw who was calling. The 4-time champion the narrowed her emerald eyes. Just because she was a gentle soul doesn't mean she doesn't have some real fight in her."Alright we'll do this but-", Pyrrha walked up to the desk and slammed her hands down on top rattling the desk while fiercely glaring at the impassive face of her mentor, "on my terms. We do this in a private building. I want to see. . yes very much so , he knew what he was doing alright ,as much as i was enjoying this i stopped him and without any spoken word indicated that her should kneel on the bed, he knew what was to come, i said to her fectch me that belt on the table, which she did and i quickly placed it around his waist nice and tight, then i snapped my fingers at her to bring me the towelling belt of the dressing gown that was hanging on the back of the door, this i find makes an excellent blindfold and gag all. Right, son?" And he winked at me.I felt relief flow over me at his words, and at the same time I cringedslightly. Good old perceptive Dad, best father a body could ask for. Ofcourse, I was no longer equipped to do what he was implying."Are you sure, honey?" asked Mom. "No plans are worth getting put in thehospital for."God, did she have another thing coming. Getting my manhood back was worththat, and more.I finally got Mom to accept what I wanted, whereupon she drafted me andJulia for the last.