Personally I think we should visit the Deities garden again, or even the valley where we landed.”“It would be nice to find a place on Ananu that w...uld provide us with the same sensation of serenity. I agree with visiting the Deities garden again. When we were there, there were times that it felt very much like the location at Comrie.”“So both of you are suggesting that we should visit Their garden again?” queried Joyce.“Yes. I think we should set it aside as a place to relax and contemplate,”. Renard rose to his position for one reason, he had been touched by god. When Renard was 12 years old his little sister had gone swimming in a lake near their home in Allier. Dominique was not a strong swimmer, she quickly tired and while gasping for breath had screamed out Renard’s name. He heard her calling, running down the little path behind their home he saw her just as she went under for the last time. Frantically diving into the black water of the lake he swam out and dove down,. He also looked like a drunk. His eyes were a bit sunken and his head and face had been shaved days ago leaving short bristly stubble of the same length all over. His skin was a bit sallow and his nose had obviously been broken more than once and not quite set properly, making his whole face look crooked. He was slouched at the bar with a slightly dented metal tankard in front of him. Only the patch sewn to his grey tunic featuring the silhouette of a dancing girl with a tambourine on a red. Her pussy, as the man had called it, leaked with his cum and her own juices. She felt a shudder of pleasure wash over her as she stripped the dress off, the fabric rubbing against her still sensitive nipples. Being naked again felt very freeing to V'Sharra, as if it were the way she were meant to be. She smiled and retrieved a bottle of water from her refrigerator, before sitting down at the bank of monitors on her desk. She shook her head, the fog of her hangover already beginning to clear, as.