''I told you, the right underwear can get you anything you want in life, maybe even a promotion.'' she told me as she buttoned up her blazer. She pull...ed off her stockings and dumped them in the trash bin on her way out of the office.Michelle then walked into the office and I made no attempt to move or cover myself, she looked me up and down and asked, ''So what do you think?''''I haven't had a foot-job before.'' was all I could say, ''Okay, you wanna clean this up for me?'' I asked.With out. You don’t wash properly and there is hair everywhere like you were all born in a cave.”I complied without making any comment.It was not because I was afraid of the mean-looking head mistress because I actually didn’t understand the meaning of fear. In fact, my attitude was simply caution in the way that a much more mature person would handle the situation rather than some half-starved waif standing proudly in her naked glory in front of a bunch of leering teens.“See, children, hair all over,. Being chalk there was little standing water. There were only the two lakes: Magrit (meaning small lake) where the border post had been established; and Monrit (large lake) where the fishing town of Monritsea combined sea fishing and fresh water fish farming into a lucrative trade southThe border post was really meant to provide early warning of incursions from the northern tribes, but 30 years of peace made it more of an out-of-the-way posting to ‘the sticks’ than a garrison on a war footing. I. . but Abby. Yes ... Abby. Just like Ophir, Abby said ‘they missed a spot’ and we found that, indeed, they had. The dream directed us to the only place on the whle damn road with picnic facilities ... if a single table and grill welded to a post are facilities. The ‘facilities’ were surrounded by holes dug by other picnickers. This was the spot the dreams designated. I gave Alice a trowel.“Have at it,” I said.Alice laughed, but took the trowel.“Where?” she asked.“You choose.”She tossed the.