Trish twisted off the cap and took a swig from the bottle, then handed it to Dani, who also took a swig. Dani handed the bottle to me and I also took ... swig.The Crowne was smooth and tangy as it went down, hitting my stomach with a splash. I was glad this was an after-lunch drink-fest. I handed the bottle back to Dani who took another drink before she handed the bottle back to Trish, who did the same.“So why don’t y’all have boyfriends?” I nonchalantly inquired.“Because we’re bitches,” Trish. Before I got a chance to steer the conversation, Jeff had something he wanted to talk about. ‘I don’t know anything about your parents. You’ve barely said a word, except that you don’t want me to meet them.’ I took the statement for the question it was. ‘I don’t like to talk about them.’ ‘So?’ This was just the beginning. I knew Jeff. He wasn’t going to give up. ‘You’re a very difficult man,’ I said. ‘I thought I was a young fellow of just eighteen.’ ‘You’re a very difficult boy.’ I paused to. My father was the Devil. And there was an ancient Greek god after me. And you thought your life was hard! Coach said he could see a lot of his old pal Lucifer in me. I sincerely wish he’d stop saying that name. I think my discomfort pleased him. Coach said he’d been watching me for some time. For ages he’d looked after me, using his magic to shield me from the forces which would destroy me if they knew what I was. Unfortunately, he couldn’t shield me from a Pagan god. Erebus power was far. I cupped one, which fitted in the palm of my hand quite comfortably. “They are too small.” She said and looked apologetically at me. “I don’t wear a bra most of the time.” I could see that she was embarrassed by their relative size. “They are perfect. Any bigger would be a waste.” It was an old line and not very original, but I hoped it would make her feel better. “Helen, you should never feel embarrassed about your body. It is an amazing thing and can do so much more than you know.” Her.