Her cheeks colored as she thought about how she teased the young boy, but she just wasn't able to help herself.When she reached the front door, she cr...cked it open and peeked outside. She recognized the tall, burly man who stood outside impatiently as one of the gardeners who worked at most of the houses in the neighborhood. She frowned prettily as she recalled catching him and his Hispanic helper leering at her on other occasions when she had watched Bobby."I'm sorry, but the Cavanaughs aren't. I was right too, but I let Keeta explain things to George. At first, when he got the lowdown George looked a little confused and then he asked me for confirmation."Is she saying these women have taken up with me as mates since I killed their men folks?" That's the size of it George. They need a man to help them make a living here and now, and since you killed their last ones you're elected if you'll have 'em," I told him."If I'll have 'em? Hell, I'm shickled titless over the deal now I know. Evolution, what we sometimes call nature, has designed you to carry out certain elementary functions, the two most basic of which are survival and procreation. The area of your brain that drives you to procreate will overpower rational thought processes if you give it half a chance, especially at the vulnerable stage of development your brain is in right now. Hell, you hear about it on the news every day when some high-powered person in politics or industry or show business self-destructs over. ”She pulled me over to a small bed-like couch in the middle of the clearing and said, “This world is balanced between your world and the next.”I had no idea what she meant by that, but I nodded and said, “Uh huh.”“In order to maintain the balance of this realm,” she continued, “all pleasure must be balanced out with pain.”I must have looked scared or upset at that one because she laughed and said, “Don’t worry. The pain is minor. It is mainly symbolic just to please the Olympians.”“How did I.