“Stay there” Zoe hissed as she went to the door. “Oh hi Hannah,” I heard Zoe say brightly. They entered the lounge. “Did you do that?...�� Hannah asked Zoe. “Who else?” Zoe replied, clearly delighted her friend spoke with such awe. “So Hannah, how’s your Dad. Hopefully as sore as mine.” “Well there’s the thing Zoe, he isn’t.” “Oh, but you were going to spank him at yours whilst I spanked my Dad here?” Hannah stayed silent. I knew why but didn’t say. “Hannah, I just spoke to. Arceino? I have a message for you. I announced as I entered the tent. Arceino was sitting at a small desk looking over some other messages, by candlelight, as I handed it to him. He took it and opened it, silently reading it. Thank you Cyrus. He said setting it to the side. I saluted him and started out when I heard him call out to me. Sir? I ask facing him again. I saw him rise from his desk and approach me slowly. Cyrus, you should know. I have watched you grow and it has impressed me how. "Do you know what this means?" I asked. His father laughed while Devin shook his head in the affirmative seriously."Well, as long as you are in the gallery where I'm playing, could you please hold it up when it's true?" I asked. Again he shook his head with conviction."Thank you, Devin, that would really help me stay loose (yes, I mean loose not lose)" and down the course we went.When I got to my ball Devin, who with his father had followed us down the fairway, proudly held up the sign, with. When she stood he noticed that she was short, only about five feettall. Her girlish figure had long since evaporated but she was still wellproportioned. She greeted the man and then asked him to sit down. Shepushed back a tuft of unruly hair and then leafed through a manila file.The man glanced around her small office. Framed certificates anddiplomas hung neatly on one wall. A large bookshelf filled with medicalreference books occupied another. A stack of research journals werearranged.