" I've helped with cleansing ceremonies before," Udit said somberly."Is that like getting him to take a bath?" Sean asked with a smile."Now is not the...time, Sean," Udit said, giving him a stern look."Yes, sir," Sean said as he sat back in his chair. Udit didn't often chastise him.After a moment, Udit asked, "Why do you not talk in church, Sean." Because it is rude to the other members of the congregation and I might learn something from the sermon," Sean replied."And?" Udit pressed."Because no. He was disappointed as the door slammed in his face. He opened it and looked about, but Rebecca was nowhere to be seen. He thought of peaking through her door, but he needed to calm down, sort out his thoughts.He grabbed his rifle and wandered outside, setting up the range of already swiss-cheese like cans, taking aim down the sights, applying pressure to the trigger, already tensing as he prepared for the recoil... BANG. He was startled by the shot, ducking for cover as he was sure the shot. With access to the great music of our old civilization, my new friends and family could actually hear what the music sounded like. I knew Sonya was chomping at the bit to tinkle the ivories. Me? I could not wait to pluck some nylon. Still, we had more pressing matters at hand.First of all, there was the matter of Reg. I noticed that her "spirit passenger" seemed to be spending as much time inside of the host body as possible. I even sensed that at one point, she had remained in Regliab's body. She was wearing a robe, and he couldn't tell if she had anything on under it. He had a towel wrapped around his body, and he knew he didn't have anything on under it. "Honey, I know we need to talk, but can you let me get dressed first?" Sure. There is just one thing I need to know first." What's that honey?"Standing up, Patricia said a single word. "This." She opened her robe as she said it, and she was just as naked under it as her father was under his towel."Hot damn! You have one amazing.