”“Bethany, Elyse, Jennifer, and Abbie.”“You talked to all of them?”“I’m trying to figure you out, and they know you really well. I want ...o know how to be the best partner I can be for you. They’re helping.”“It sounds as if you’ve decided to try to keep this going for the long-term.”“Someday I’ll want kids. I’ll make the appropriate arrangements when the time comes. You know what I want most out of life.”She was sounding a LOT like Jessica for whom everything took a back seat to her medical. I'd just have to wait or, if that failed, try Magic again.Rebecca Ribelle -- Reb -- was one of the few people in the world I truly trusted and respected. When I first met her she owned Borderline Dirt and Speed, she owned the beach house we later called Casa Velocidad, and for whatever reason she unofficially adopted any lost teenagers she found along the beach, sleeping by her door, or whatever. The beach house, after all, was quite a magnet. Reb was our unofficial den mother, camp counselor,. Whatever it was that had happened during 'The Disappearance', it left you in a pretty good spot. You knew that most guys had probably fantasized about your situation at one point or another before they all vanished, and you weren't a fool, you knew when to appreciate a gift while you could. So that is exactly what you did with your new life once you settled into the idea that this wasn't just an eyes closed jerk off dream anymore.Life after the disappearance wasn't too bad either, once you were. I thank you for your assistance against the accursed Whites, but I know when I am being tricked by one of your kind. Now, begone, and I will continue upon my way."Both Fire Bringer and Shadow tried to argue with Demon Talker for nearly an hour, but finally gave up in disgust. This was truly a case of "I have already made up my mind, don't try to confuse me with facts!" They left the Paiute shaman fully convinced of his holy purity and the magical properties of his white leather shirt. There was.