And none of us is exactly what he or she appears to be. The same holds true for me, I guess. My name is Farah Al-Mokhtar, and I was born in the City o...f Khor Angar in the Republic of Djibouti. I’ve been living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for the past fifteen years. I’m twenty years old. A lot of people are surprised when I tell them that I am a Christian. While it’s true that the Republic of Djibouti is ninety four percent Muslim, six percent of the total population of my native. He was resisting as if he knew what was coming.Ching Lee was picking the Doc’s brain asking all kinds of questions about his equipment and the drugs. I think he liked the attention because he was more talkative than he usually was, almost giddy.Strapped down and hooked up, the questions began. When we finished, there was very little new information. The only piece we had gained was Rafi Quastri’s choice to replace him if something happened. The first one was Saif Alawai al-Jawfi - who was now. They placed a pair of court shoes with three inchheels on his feet and noted that he needed no help to cope with walkingin them. Of course they assumed he was a regular closet dresser buthadn't been able to admit it, not knowing that his mother had beentraining him all week.He went to scratch his cheek and nearly took his eye out with long, talonlike nail extensions, painted a bright red like his lipstick andtoenails. When he looked up after examining them, his mother was stoodthere with her. .. Johnny quickly shook his head when he realizedwhat was happening. He pulled his underwear up and quietly slipped intobed, doing his best not to disturb and wake-up Richard.Closing his eyes, Johnny did his breast... err, best not to bedistracted by all the new sensations of his body...*beep* *beep* *beep* Johnny heard from the nightstand on the oppositeside of the bed. Ugh, turn that off, he thought with a sleep-inducedlethargy. He could feel a heavy, hairy arm wrapped around his mid-section..