"Case closed," Apollo snapped. "Wodin was the head honcho of the Norse pantheon. Had dozens of gods and goddesses working for him up there. Everybody ...n Ultima Thule loved him for fighting off the Frost Giants. They even named Wednesday after him -- for all the good it did him. Of course the Northern League never got any world class poets like Homer, Ovid and Virgil to write for them so when their worshipers deserted for other religions, the whole mythology just evaporated - zippo, nada! Same. Shit. I'm sorry if this was a horrible idea, Chandra. So, what now?" I don't know. I need to think, Lauren."I was worried, both because I thought I might have really upset someone I so cared about, and because I was afraid I had blown this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to just be with her. Not to mention the fact that I might have done Chandra more harm than good with my little plan."O.K., Chandra," I said. "I'm gonna get cleaned up in the bathroom. When I come out we can ... talk, or just sit. Before I tell this I want to tell you about something that happened a while ago. We were all at my house naked in the living room when our son walked in unexpectedly. He took one look and in shock said “what the hell are you doing”. My mother-in-law just let my dick fall from her mouth and said “I am blowing your father. If you want a turn, drop your pants and sit down I will be with you in a few minutes”. He stood there not knowing what to do for a minute or two and then dropped his. Instead, he headed out of Jamestown, into the country. ‘Maybe I’ll go up to the overlook for a while,’ he thought. The overlook was a scenic area located on a steep, winding section of Route 11. It afforded a vista of Jamestown that Lonnie had always liked. Maybe being up there and would help him settle down. ‘Where’s the little bastard going?’ Mark Lewis wondered as he followed the taillights of Lonnie’s truck out of town on Route 11. Then, he remembered how steep and winding the highway got a.