It actually took a while for it to sink in that the world had been turned on its head. I know that might sound odd. I mean the world had already turne...d on its head, several times in fact. It had turned over when we crossed that line and entered incest-land. It had turned on its head again when we were arrested. It had kept rolling when the sting happened and Dad (and then Mom) found out just how much we’d been doing. You know those gymnasts, in the olympics, who flip over and over and over. He tied the horse to the low branches and retrieved his rifles. He climbed the hill until he almost reached the crest. Then he got down and virtually crawled the rest of the way to the top. He took off his hat and cautiously poked his head up over the top. He was appalled as the sight that lay before him.He could recognize the standard formation of a wagon train as the wagons, or at least what was left of them, sat in a large circle. Some of them had burned out, while a couple were still. One person sits in the shelter, a young man, perhaps twenty, twenty-one, years of age, dressed casually. It's a warm night, around 16 degrees C. He's just sitting quietly, waiting. Not unusually handsome but clean cut, a presentable, intelligent looking young man. A young woman, generally the same age as the man, walks out of the dark. She's dressed for a party, dressed to impress. A tight, short, black mini-skirt. Cream coloured blouse, designed to show off her noticeable breasts. Long, slim. "Well, I do aim to please my sexy young vixen and that's merely a fraction of what I can do."Vanessa looked around at her enchanted clothing still floating in the air and moving around on their own."So, are they actually alive now or are you just controlling them somehow?" Oh they're very much alive. Unless I revoke the spell, they are sentient beings just like you and I. Right now they are learning their environment. Living clothes are always shy at first unless you enchant them with a.