I have her make eithercroissants, muffins, or scones for me every morning. She must makefresh juice, fruits, eggs, bacon, pancakes, depending on my mo...d thenight before. I always have her make too much and the leftoversbecome sissy's breakfast. I love making her eat my scraps off a dirtyplate. Sissy knows to be extremely grateful for she certainly doesn'twant to go back to the dog food diet. Sometimes on a whim, I'llscrape my plate into a bowl and set it on the floor and watch sissyeat doggy. "More Earth's Cores?!"Ignoring his friends, Zax pulled his right arm to his waist. A concentration of Qi swirled in his upper right side of the body."Ah!" Zax bellowed, throwing a straight punch at the rook.BAM!The rock shivered however there was not even a sign of a crack.Seeing how solid the rock was and how his punch barely moved it, Zax did not care and readied himself to punch once more.BAM!Zax's punch connected with the rock. The accumulated Qi in his arm strengthened his muscles, bones. I could barely wait until Wednesday. I wasn’t sure what to wear to work. What I wanted to wear to see him was not what I wanted to wear at the station. What I really wanted to wear would probably get me arrested and burned as a witch! I settled on wearing my usual jeans, t-shirt, and sneakers, and packed a small bag with some other stuff. I would change in the ladies’ room before I left the station. I did tell Mom that I thought I would be getting home late.“What about dinner?” she asked.I held. It was the end of a busy working week and last night Sienna tried to get a spark out him. The more she tried the pricklier he got, eventually going to bed at 8:30.He had admitted to me some time ago of his dream to have sex with a trans-sexual. I did not tell him about Sienna's true identity but I told her of his dream.It is 8:30 Saturday morning and Cactus is still asleep but not for much longer. Sienna had crept into his room and started licking and kissing his ear. When he stirred and rolled.