" Thank you, Yeoman Chartres," I said, "You are my refuge from ring knocker Lieutenants."We both laughed."Ok, Chartres, fill me in."So, I got to hear ...he thrilling story of a panic stricken Girl Scout; Jeannie Stout."Ah yes, her," I grimaced, "Incident number two, I believe." Yes, sir, trying to swim the channel." Don't kids know how to read?" She's going to be running the country someday, sir," he said. "Just ask her." What was it this time?" The Austin's have a bobcat; with kit. A very BIG. He was a bit tipsy and apparently walked into his bedroom door thinking it was open. Sarah lay in bed for a few moments and heard her Dad’s shower start and realized everything must be okay. She was about to fall back asleep when she started to hear voices coming from her Dad’s room down the hall but what was real weird was one of the voices was her Mom’s. Now she was curious and quietly got out of bed and crept down the hall where her Dad’s door was open and a dim flickering light was coming. "The Æsir are not winning, are they, Vanir Torsenn?" No, Seiðmaðr John, we aren't. Despite the pronouncements of our Generals and leaders," Torsenn finally replied. "How many?" Over 700, a full battle group similar to the one which ported into Kurukshetra as well as all their scouts," I replied. "Your people can advance in there now. There are no other Nephilim for 50 rôst to our front." But how?" asked Torsenn."It's your culture, it places a great value upon honour and if you must fight, you. It was also one of the reasons that neither, Vanessa, Tracey or Max had registered for Lifestyle Nudism status themselves. They too were strongly opposed to the idea of the wearing of any ‘dog tags’, as people had come to call the ID bands, just because you didn’t want to wear any clothes. As a result they had stayed as textiles once their studies at BSC had finished. They had lived that way in Pahrump for the last fourteen months but all that was about to change.One piece of legislation that.