Louisa has been a huge blessing. The "old biddy" (her words not mine) just adores all of the children and once they get to know her, they flock to her... She's become a combination babysitter, teacher, den mother and scout mistress. With the number of children on our island she suggested that we create something akin to the old campfire kids. She actually has them do things as a group. Some are nothing more than hikes around the island or swims in the lagoon, but she's managed to include some. “I told you this earlier.”“What are you scared of, Weasel?” Bong asked him. “Are you scared to actually strap on some armor and go out in the field, or are you scared that it really might be an illegal order?”“Do not call me Weasel!” he yelled at her, refusing to answer the question.The door slid open and their guest arrived. He was a male, first career age, but well into that first career, which made him ten to fifteen years older than the medics in the room. He was an unassuming figure,. Now with the dwarf’s battle spear reduced to so much kindling scrap metal, the dwarf was forced to lay out his tools beforehand, to decide how he would practice. Settling finally on a sword breaker and his long dagger, Drerin squared his stance and beckoned Furen to attack. Furen’s fierce charge and leg sweep took the dwarf by surprise, and set the chagrined man to a flailing defensive counter as he fell. Drerin’s wildly swinging swordbreaker glanced off Furen’s scalp, drawing the only blood. Emma could see Ben was actually thinking about taking a spanking and was astounded because for her it had all been an act. Sure, her friends had told her that someone was disruptive but none told her it was Ben nor asked her about sorting it out. It was just finding out that set her off, but more as a joke just to wind Ben up.Ben licked his lips and asked, “How many spanks, then, Emma?”Emma was about to tell him it was a joke but suddenly thought it might be a lot of fun putting her boyfriend.