I started out behind, but I'm a fast learner, and pretty soon I'll be up with the people in my age group," she announced proudly."And what age would t...hat be?" I asked, trying to find out how old she really was, for the umpteenth time. I wasn't prepared for her answer. She looked down again, and I could feel the dampness of her silent tears falling on my arm. Her shoulders scrunched and heaved up and down and she twisted around and wrapped her arms around me. Her warm tears then poured down. No, there was no doubt that Lord Hartley was all man. He was very tall (probably 6' 4") with a stocky build, well muscled - dressed in a formal tuxedo. He had thick blond hair with a bushy blond mustache and piercing blue eyes. He was engrossed in quiet conversation with Lady Hartley as I came in, but as he looked up and I felt his gaze up and down me, lingering on my legs, I stumbled slightly, nearly spilling the soup. But he smiled kindly and I recovered sufficiently to place the soup in. You must remember that I bore easily, so do not take my current favor as permanently granted. I am a demanding mistress." If I agree to your terms, which as of this moment, I have not, I shall most definitely keep everything you have said very much in the front of my mind. So, if I agree to give you Christine's body, will you be free to roam the earth? Will you be able to come and go wherever and whenever you please? Why is it that in Christine, you have found the one human that can set you. " I'm sorry if I sound mad because I'm really not. Its just that when Momand I were talking about it one time, she said that I didn't put up toomuch of a fight." Why would you? I thought this is what you wanted. I thought it wouldmake you happy. Your mother and I both thought it would make you happy." And it does make me happy, but it still leaves me wondering why youdidn't try to change my mind." Are you trying to say I didn't love you enough to make you stay a boy." No, I'm not saying that..