Before I begin to tell the story of my time in Los Angeles I thought I should tell you something of my early life.

I was born march 12, 1947 in Queens, New York City. I arrived in this life at 8:38 PM. My parents were joh and Ruth; both veterans of WW II. My father was a NYC police officer. My mother was a housewife.

No longer with the reason of doing fashion shows for Elle, Jason and myself are encouraged by our partners to explore our new found interest in how we look.

These are the missing chapters to Eight Dragons that were not posted on Bev's Balcony or Sapphire's. They were only listed as seperate posts on TG Fiction. They have been culled directly from the posts with no editing. However for all the fans out there - Enjoy!

CHAPTER 93
Giggling. It’s what girls do, apparently, and it was certainly what Chantelle did. There were moments, though, especially when Albert moved suddenly, that the startled rabbit appeared.

Queen of the May Pt Nine

 
Moon Harper - Part 2
 
by Armond
 
 
Sean -now Darcy- need only learn a Danaan purification ritual to return to her old body. A week in the teenager's body, no more, and then back to his fiancé Sarah and normal life; easy, hey? Not with the entire Formorian race looking to off her, and a harp who suddenly has a mind of her own.
 

It was Monday and I was sitting in class and sweating in my hot, woolen pants.

CHAPTER 92
The next morning was the usual post-party nightmare of half-eaten food and filthy glasses, not to mention a mild hangover. The Woodruffs had stayed over, and the girls, but everyone else had made their way home by cab or shanks’ pony. There were things to do, and fortunately there were young people to kick out of their sleeping bag who could be made to do it. I don’t think I look terrifying in a pair of fluffy pink slippers and a terry dressing gown, but I did my best.

Synopsis:They say that New Years is a time for a fresh start, a new time in people’s lives, a time for new experiences. That whole new experiences thing took on a whole new meaning a few years ago at a New Years party I will never forget.

Chapter 8

Tracy and I were in her family room with her parents. We were watching an old Esther Williams movie on Turner Classic Movies. Tracy and I were in the love seat, doing our best to occupy the same space, and her mom and dad were on the couch to our right. We were one big happy family.