“Why?”I didn’t respond, I just sat there looking her in the eye. After a few seconds she flushed a little and got out of her seat. We traded p...aces, putting her back to the rear of the boat and letting me have a view of where Mom would have to emerge.“Now show me your tits.”Her blush deepened, but she hesitated only a second before slowly lifting the low hem of the shirt over the tope of her tits. She brought her hands up under her chin, self-consciously shielding them from the sides, as if. I’d really like to go fishing.”“There’s a whole lake to fish in. Grab a pole and take a seat on the end of the dock.”“No. I’d rather go with you.”The man stopped what he was doing and turned to face the intruder to his Saturday Morning fishing expedition. It was late enough in the year that this was going to be one of the last times he could go out. The last thing he wanted was to have to deal with some crazy guy.“I don’t take passengers.”“I think you’ll take me, Mr. Timothy Andrews. It was amazing, Ken mused later, how She could do that, yet those who presumably didn't know She was a Goddess didn't wonder how She could just appear. Ken was sure She did something to keep people from focusing on that, but when he asked Her, Her response was less than helpful."People will see what they expect to see," She later replied. "If they know that someone cannot just appear, then they will find a way to rationalize that appearance. Most of the time."After the actual ritual was over,. “They’re indifferent to me, but it’s hard to make a profit if the base materials are so expensive. If I can cut my overheads, I can make life somewhat easier for myself, or at least buy a few luxuries,” she shrugged.“I’m not sure what any exchange rates would be,” I said thoughtfully. “But if we can work something out, I’ll supply you with silk, yes?” I queried.“Ugh! How the mighty have fallen,” she sighed. “But, yes, we have a deal.”“Is your freedom worth it?” Roxanne asked.“It is ....