“Actually, I had the day off…I’m just getting back from a lunch date!” the MILF replies cheerfully. Pretty long lunch…it’s 3 o’clock now... Aaron smirks to himself. If he had learned that the date had involved a handsome 17 year old football player and reached its climax in the back seat of the SUV in a secluded corner of Prospect Point Park, it wouldn’t have surprised him one bit. “I’m just about finished…just have to use the weed whacker,” Aaron informs her. “Oh, take your time…no hurry!”. " Thoth calmly said. "I am afraid that the only one that can truly keep her calm is Ephus."Bast turned to stare heatedly at Thoth. "For the god of knowledge, you can be a complete ass brother." WHAT!? I am only stating a fact. Thoth said matter-of-factly.Bast, rolled her eyes about to speak, when Serket spoke up. "I now understand why our number has decreased." Here she turned to Bast, "all this time no children, five years Ephus has ten. Really Thoth, you'd think that all the male gods could. I know you go with him. I know what you do!’ ‘John, you need to put the matches down and we can talk,’ she spoke again and took a few more steps towards me, her eyes flickering towards the matchbook. Her voice was soothing. Despite how it might have looked, I was no loony. I knew everything. I knew she was involved in a particularly torrid affair with a doctor from the hospital where she worked. I knew his name was Conrad and his address was local, I knew his wife was named Pepper, and his. “He can’t understand the feel of a blade because he’s never had cause to use one. He’s a boy so I’m sure he’s played with wooden sticks, using them as a sword or cudgel, but the feel of a stick is not the feel of steel – you’ve told me that often enough.”“That’s the problem,” he said. “I don’t see the solution. I’ve tried to show him some swordcraft but I’m afraid I know none; I’ve never been more than a blacksmith. What I do know of swordcraft is what I’ve learned on my own – I’m not sure how.