" That is excellent! Please excuse me while I find out the status of the preservation process." I called our base and explained the situation to date....I was told that the preservation process was finished on two of the buildings, and the other two would be finished in two more days. The two completed buildings could be returned this afternoon, and the other two would be sent out as soon as they were ready.The priest thanked me profusely, and I found out that he was at the top of the religious. You gaze into my smoky green eyes and I feel your breath on my face as your lips graze my cheek in a gentle welcome. Chemistry boils between us, as I take the bottle of wine from your hand and open it. Lifting two glasses from the hearth, I pour yours first and take a sip before handing the glass to you. It is sweet, and strong, rolling across my tongue deliciously as your eyes linger on my mouth. You sip slowly savoring the rich flavor and gaze at me in silence as I pour my own glass,. I was reading Germaine Greer's On Rage after dinner. It's about the widespread rage of indigenous men and was criticised as being racist. It followed Kevin Rudd's apology. But what got me to Greer was her militant feminism. How could my mum think that Sarah shouldn't be a taxidermist? That was sex stereotyping just as telling her she couldn't be a mechanic would be.Deep down, Sarah's trapeze artist or whatever was just her anger, just as violence and drunkenness realised the aboriginal's rage.. It may not be true love, but it will comfort me."DeeDee's arms swept around her, drew her close. Her lips tasted Maria's, probing, trying to speak the care she could not. Hands peeled back the cloak, revealing only a knee length full slip underneath."Lambkins, tell me what you want."Maria put her finger to DeeDee's lips. "Call me by my name, lie quietly next to me. Hold me. Stroke me to comfort me, not just ready me." You want me to call you Anton?" "No, Maria. It's who I have become."DeeDee.