”She’d held my gaze as she’d twisted my tail. I couldn’t complain as I’d been the one to ask the question. Seeing, as she knew she would, no... even the slightest negative reaction, my smart and mischievous wife twisted one more time.“But on the other hand, there’s something deep and soulful about Byron. What do they say, ‘Still waters run deep.’ If Craig’s the bad-boy charmer, Byron’s the soulful poet that appeals to the tender mother within.”She paused to let her words sink in, face perfectly. Robert joined in on the discussion. “I recently contacted the councils, and I think we are starting to sway them to Lee’s way as well. I also discussed that the Tax could be sent in goods like minerals and produce. They liked the idea of them sending people and you sending goods back.”The others had to laugh. Population control was a big issue on earth. The viral infection that had mostly affected human fertility sixty years before had helped cut it back, but there were still a lot of people on. I saw a trim torso, girls short jean shorts, andtwo tan silky legs that ended in open-toed sandals with nylon clad toespeeking out. Except for the lack of breasts, I could be looking at thebody of a young girl. I didn't recall seeing many girls who didn't tuck intheir t-shirts if they were long enough to tuck in."What's the matter honey?" asked my mother. We had been traveling insilence and I was staring blankly out the passenger window."Why do you want me to look like a girl?"My mother pulled. ‘Caleb, you aren’t a loser. I think that you are just the sweetest guy I ever met.’ Caleb blushed. ‘Uh, thanks Sis.’ He had always had crush on his sister. He wanted to marry her when he was 4. A part of him still wanted that. Under his breath he said ‘Anna thinks I am nice. It is too bad that nice doesn’t get the girls.’ He heard Anna attempt a sultry response, ‘You’d be surprised what nice can get you, Caleb.’ His eyebrows shot up. He was shocked that she heard him, but also at the tone and.