“Centuries of practice,” Jude chuckled in an aside.“Gods, I love it when you lot have the time to call,” a grinning Ketty added.“Well, we ne...d to keep an eye on Tír na nÓg until everything is in place, but it’s nice to get away and relax too,” Morgana replied with a gentle smile.“Already had an offer to babysit from your latest girlfriend, John,” Ketty giggled.“She’s not my girlfriend,” I mock growled.“She seems to think so, as does Imelda,” Ketty giggled. “Told me all about your desire to turn. A woman wearing tweeds wasn't normal around here. Because of the war the average housewife wore faded clothing of very inferior quality. So to wear clothing made from the expensive Harris Tweed indicated a 'lady' from a well of family. But Lady Denisa thought she knew every one of the upper class females locally and she didn't recognise her. Mind you Denisa had been fucking her young black lover at the time so was somewhat preoccupied. She would have imagined a woman of her breeding and age. We stopped by and said hello. We started talking and, one thing-to-another, we were soon at the casino bar having drinks. After about half an hour and a handful of drinks, we decided to hit the tables again as it was still fairly early. Blackjack was kind to Carlos, not so much for me. I bowed out and watched him play a few dozen hands. We were all standing there watching when Sandy said, "Why don't we head up to the room and get a shot or two of the Patron we brought? These casino drinks. I wasn't much better off. The only difference seemed to be in the bills that were left behind. In this department, I was the ultimate loser. Still I managed to get a tiny apartment behind an old house on the outskirts of town. When I found out Lamar's troubles, we decided to chip in together.On this particular night, I didn't find much on television that excited me. In fact, I ready to head to bed. The window air conditioner was barely spitting out any cool air and I was drenched with sweat..