So she remade me. If youdisappoint her, who knows what would happen."Christine launched herself at me. Hitting and hitting me over and overagain. "...ying Bitch," she kept yelling as she hit me again and again.Gerald and Dave pulled her off of me. I was bleeding and starting tobruise, but I was not crying or pleading with her."Dave, I am sorry if I ruined you dinner, but I had to tell you. Myname is Chris Johns, and I was married to Christine." And I looked atGerald, "and I am sorry to you. However, today is about quite the opposite mood: one of delicious anticipation, a slow-building yearning, and the moment of sweet surrender to another.I hear a merry mischievous reply to my welcome, that she will be back in a moment, called out as her heels sound on the stairs. There is quick movement above me in our bedroom, then the sounds of a toilet flushing and running water from the bathroom. I know that soon she will descend, the goddess of love in her chariot of fire, and a warm glow. She needed a rest after them so could we talk for a while?She’d learned from my friend that I liked to camp. She’d never done that but liked the outdoors and had good memories of being laid in nature a few times. I described several places I liked to go and we looked at a map to pick one.Her calendar was usually full a couple of weeks out, especially on weekends but we chose one and I cleaned up my gear. I hadn’t used it all summer because the girlfriend who I’d camped with last year was. She feared telling him the truth.Matt tried to wake her but was unable too. Then Matt remembered his crossbow wound but was surprised that it was missing from his chest. He just felt excessively tired.He slowly drug Rayne to her bed and left the men where they fell and brought a healer to check her out.It was a good thing she was light because it took him a while to drag her in the door to the couch, and later to the bed with only one arm, until the healer reset it.Once the healer saw the yard,.