She smiled at me as I approached the bed and gazed down on her waiting body. She knew my mind was imagining the delights that awaited me beneath her g...rments and she moved, seductively, on silk bed spread so that my eyes were able to alight on her smooth flesh beneath it. I smiled as I sat beside her and whispered my greetings; my hand immediately falling on her leg where it began to caress the soft flesh gently as it moved slowly upwards under her T-shirt. My head dropped and gave her a kiss. I continued, “Anyways, he showed up at the party, eyes dead and face devoid of any emotion. It was clear to me early on that he was resurrected, or rather, reanimated.”He quickly asked, “Sol Syntrivon?”I nodded, “Sol Syntrivon.”Samuel’s visage turned into a grim one as he asked, “What happened?”I proceeded to relay the events of my fight with Tom. Just like me, he was concerned about the self-healing powers of the reanimated corpse. The rumour was that the necromancer had a massive army mainly. "Well so far, my plan is working; however, Linda will need to help me. Itook my seat and said, "Linda, I really could use your help with myproject; however, I do not want to go into it here. Could I talk to youabout it after school?"Linda appeared amazed and said, "I thought you were just going to sleepthrough and take a zero. Hush, hush, top secret. Okay, you can tell meabout it, while you walk me home. Meet me at the pedestrian bridge afterschool."Chapter 3 PlanningI met Linda after. We met at their place, a large red brick home in a wide garden, a park almost, in a wooded area east of the city of Utrecht. They were very friendly and, even if they were a bit older than us, both quite attractive. Did I mention they all spoke lovely Dutch accented English. The girl, who said her name was Maaike, was indeed beautiful, a slender blonde with a friendly face who had arrived before us and was totally at ease with our hosts. She was only three or four years younger than I was at.