Iunderstood how impractical it was, in fact, that had always been part ofmy fascination, that girls would put themselves through the inconveniencefor ...the look. But I'd often dated pretty active girls, and none likedthe inconvenience of long nails, and it had always seemed dickish todemand they wear them just for me. I'd always wondered what they'd belike to wear. There were a few packages, lots of packs of short nails, afew marked 'medium', but no longs. There were even some short use. The only exception was my time withApril and the Chi-O girls.Kathy and I quickly became good friends and then lovers. Kathy now hadher own place which I loved with all of her feminine touches. One nightafter we went to a particularly exciting hockey game and were headed backto my loft, Kathy looked at me with starry eyes and said: "Dana, you andI were made for each other, where are we going from here? I wanted to askher to marry me, but I had a big secret I needed to share with her so itwould. " She smiled. "As I said, I know thetype. My question is simple. How far do you wish to carry theimpersonation?" Excuse me?" How perfect do you wish to be as this woman?" I don't know." As he said it, he knew it was a lie. Damn it, he wasalways exact in his clothes. He would have rather been caught dead thanwith everything not in the exact place it belonged in. "No, that isn'ttrue. If I have to be a woman, I want to be the drop-dead beautiful, comefuck me if you can, best bitch in the. I yelled to Taachachi and tossed her my new spear, then I backed off to let Denwan get up.He was more wary this time but he'd pulled his knife and was gathering the courage to try his luck with it. I had another problem now since the flint blade was over a foot long and to me it looked beautiful. I had to have it - intact.I needn't have worried. Denwan didn't know the first damned thing about a knife fight. When he attacked the knife was held high in his right hand and he intended to bring it.