<snip>

	Akane acked.  She knew Ranma meant exactly what she said.  Ranma
was taking the sensei thing very seriously, to her surprise (and
frequent discomfort).  She even required Akane to refer to her as
sensei during formal training.

	And, to the surprise of most, Ranma was actually pretty good at
it.  Using a mix of methods she'd picked up from various teachers
along her long training journey with Genma (and avoiding most of his,
to be sure) Akane was slowly but steadily improving in her regular
spars with Ranma.  

	I rather like this part.  After seeing so many fanfics with Ranma
supposedly a bad sensei, it's kinda neat finding one where he's good at it.
;)


<snip>

	Or-- no.  Keep in control.  As the boy would put it, a soul of
ice.  Wouldn't do to be discovered here.  Wait for the beach.  The
beach with all those young lovelies, and silky darlings, and nearly
unlimited avanues for fun.  

	avenues


<snip>

	One would think that one of the groups would have 
noticed another
group disembarking from the train.  One would be wrong.  Somehow
everyone got to their respective hotel rooms, cabins, or--In
Happosai's case-- cave (He was used to them, after all, and they were

	'In' shouldn't be capitalized

<snip>

	Ranma and Akane stared at each other for a moment.  Each had the
same thought--  (If Kasumi can be casual about this, then so can I.)

	The first Anything Goes Martial Arts
Taking-Off-Your-Clothes-While-Keeping-Your-Cool match began.

	LMAO!  These AGMA contests seem to be a recurring gag, but you use
them well.  Keep it up!

<snip>

	"A wager?  Against you?  Hmm... for once, I can win.  
Surely such
a delicate flower cannot eat in the manner of a trencherman.  What
stakes?"

	ROTFLMAO!  This was HILARIOUS!

<snip>

	This was freakin' hilarious.  I love this stuff!

	Keep up the good work!

	Brian Payne
	sofaspud@ior.com
	brianp@nhspokane.com
	http://www.ior.com/~sofaspud