00pm tonight." I Said. "I will expect you to adhere to my strict dress code, you may wear a full length coat, nothing underneath this, fail to do this...and you will not get to see my slut's tattoo up close and in the flesh" I warned."Yes master, your slut will obey!" she replied.I stood there stunned, with the phone still in my hand, what was the world coming to that women were falling over themselves to put themselves into the roles of sluts with complete strangers. Well we would see tonight, I. Dark. He wore a robe sashed at the hip. Behind him a woman, a girl really, about my own age, she two had on a robe, sashed at the waist. And last to enter, the huge oaf of a man who carried firewood and opened the door for Mary. The door closed and I heard the bar fall into place on the outside of the door. I swallowed and waited to be addressed.His eyes covered me from my slipper clad toes to my hair, loose and falling over my shoulders."That chemise is useless on you." He said right off, "It. He felt sure that his angel wouldapprove.Sunday morning he awoke to the same routine. Today none of the shopswere open, although he could hear sounds above the market again. Hedidn't care. He swept up at dawn, and twice more again in the morning.Not so many cars went by, throwing trash from their windows, but thosethat did he picked up after.Just after noon he went out again, but was dismayed to see a woman withodd-looking hair painting the window to her shop. He couldn't sweep withsomeone. On finishing, he frowned before turning to De Tocqueville.“What’s so unusual about her?” he asked.“It’s how she became a Ley Line user,” David said, but the other man wasn’t impressed with this explanation.“Bah, she isn’t anything special. I can hardly detect the Line in her,” he said before I felt his Magic reach out and swat me like a fly, and I fell to the ground in a daze.“She’s nothing but a broken Witch,” the large man said as he turned to leave.“It wasn’t a good idea to attack her,.