” “OK. I’ll come down,” I said, as I got up from the lounger I’d been lying on. My flowery shirt and khaki shorts not really making me look...the part for a strenuous game of tennis. “I’ve got a spare racket and I won’t play too hard.” For 10 minutes we rallied with her getting increasingly frustrated with my poor shots. I knew how much she wanted to play and the winning was a big part of why she was here at the club. “Shall we play a few games – see who wins?” I said. I could see she was. After all, he was probably going to live for thousands of years. Especially if he had any say in the matter.Once James realised that it was the unconscious use of Soul Pressure that controlled spirit energy, he began to try and consciously use it when he practised martial techniques. He found that when he was consciously trying to affect his refined spirit energy with Soul Pressure, it was remarkably easier to control.This proved to James that refined spirit energy was already filled with Soul. Mark said that he would organise for a second opinion. ‘But, in the meantime, you might want to advise your insurers.’For several minutes after Mark had left, Mrs Hattersley just stood there looking at the fanned out selection of ‘filthy pictures’, smiling, and occasionally shaking her head. ‘Well, well,’ she said. ‘Well, well, well. Who would have thought it?’ Eventually, she glanced at her watch. ‘Eleven thirty. Close enough,’ she. I love you so much." Oh, I love you so much too, Bill. Do you think I could ever do that with anyone else? We are each other's soul mate. I have been so mad at you twice this week, and each time I just needed one look at you to ease my anger and look at the situation differently. I loved putting on a little show for you. I've always wanted to make the first time you saw me 'au natural' to be special, and not in a car, or hiding someplace.'"But, now... I want to see you."As I finished that.