Swarna was a living Cinderella and we were free to talk on anything under the sun, as usual I trapped her into the celestial event of women making lov... to one another initially she was hesitant to comment on the subject but I made her feel comfortable and pulled her into it. Unknowingly our bodies touched each other’s slowly but surely the FIRE was ignited and we were heated by as time passed. I made it a point to speak to her on this subject at least once in a day. I swept her off her feet the. Their prey. Her gaze traveled around the dimly lit room in circles, analyzing first the leggy, thirty-something bartender, then the young brunette seated on the lap of her equally young male friend at the end of the bar, to her left. Her sparkling blue eyes traveled next to the pool table, where a group of local men- most of them blue collar workers by day- were engaged in an intense billiards tournament. Each of them was less appealing to her than the last. Moustaches qualified as an immediate. ‘Now the holidays can begin!’ ‘Are you cold, babe?’ Aldo asked playfully, noting the sweater with a grin of his own. He was clad in little more than a short, black and gold sarong and a pair of designer shades, which perched on top of his head, nesting in his immaculate black hair. ‘A little,’ Xav answered, reaching for the glass of orange juice and feeling a bit self-conscious from all the attention. In what seemed like only moments, Chavez had a pile of food in front of him that he normally. "So, young man," Spockrates said genially. "Perhaps you can explain to all of us why you behave so damned effeminately?" "Why, of course I can, you dolt!" Alaric said rudely. "You see, Dr. Spockrates, what neither of my parents realize is... I'm secretly a girl!" "What?" cried his audience in turn. (Making for a total of three "What's" what?) "Explain yourself!" roared his father. Who had a sudden vision of finding out that his only son and heir had been replaced by a changeling from the hollow.