“Greta, again, thank you, and also thank Terry and Harold, and anyone else who set up that wonderful scene. For me, it was an introduction to new wo...lds, worlds to which I hope you will continue to take me.“I am amazed at the mind you have inside an incredible body, and no, that is not remotely meant to be patronizing.”“Andy, I’m a beginning professional Companion, but dammit, I like you. I want to see more of you as well. I’d like to do some nonsexual things with you, although we started when. " Her aunt examined Zsuska's arm. "It was adeep cut. You will have a fine scar, but it will be almost invisible." Aunt Nusa, what is this?" Zsuska whispered. This was beyond anythingshe had ever experienced."As I said, it is magic. There are other spells too. You can use thebook to fix hunchbacks, club feet, squints, to ease labor pains. It cando many things. It does not cure all, unfortunately. Otherwise I couldhave saved your mother." That is wonderful!" Yet Zsuska hesitated. "But magic is. “I was expecting to see …” Angel stopped in mid-sentence. Angel and her new found friend had just reached the baggage claim center and there standing in the midst of all the confusion was a man holding a placard that simply read, “ANGEL”The tears stopped. A smile came to her face as she thanked the woman with a big heart. Angel walked over to the man. From the pictures that they had shared she knew this was not her Master, but she was being greeted just the same. “I am Angel.” She said.“I. Of course of all days for Jen to get to work on time, it happened to be this day. Jenna was already at her station processing the night drops, in her usual tight skirt, skimpy top, and too high heels. So when Monica got to her station she looked down at her own outfit. Tight black slacks, a white blouse with a grey cardigan over, and her usual sensible black flats. She yawned and briefly considered a trip to the mall over the weekend. Maybe she could use some slighty nicer clothes. Maybe some.