Jenna looked uncomfortable, but didn’t immediately demur. “If you’d like,” Kate said, glancing at Jenna, “we can swim with the lights off. ...ight?” She looked at me.I nodded, letting Kate run with it.“It’s just feels so much more - natural - swimming naked,” she said pleadingly. There was a long pause. “OK…” Jenna responded. “With the lights off…”Kate quickly stepped over to the control panel, and flipped the switch. The pool, and the trees around it, went dark. It was deep twilight. ”“Are you jealous?”Again, that pause. This time, however, I knew to wait it out.“Yes.”“Why are you jealous?”“Because...”There was another long silence, and I decided to play it safe.“Would you tell me why you’re jealous?”“Yes.”“Why are you jealous?”“Because I ... because I want to be a part of it.”Interesting phrasing.“Do you want to sleep with your brother?”“Yes.”Wait, what? That was ... way too easy. We weren’t in a hypothetical, we weren’t in a world where incest was normal - we were in the. Eventually, she realised something rather surprising about herself and the experience in Hollybush Woods. She came to understand that it wasn’t the voyeuristic aspect that turned her on, that sparked her desires and wishes to do it all again. It wasn’t spying on unsuspecting lovers that aroused her like never before, it was something far more basic: she loved watching a man fuck a woman. Not actors, not porn stars… but ordinary Jim and Marys. ~~~~~~~~~That was five years ago. Now, happily. The round ticker that was 30cm across and that hung in his kitchen in the cavern, worked the same as an analogue clock on Earth. However, it was calibrated for Tara time, with the help of a little spell.Between the central hands and the reh (three), he’d added a small red arm that on the sax (sixth) hour pointed up at a moon symbol for nighttime and tri-queb (2 + 10 = twelve) hours later it points down at a sun symbol for daytime.He knew (because over the years he had charted it) that the.