She hoped the excursion would provide the means to work toward repairing the rift between Jakal and herself without the spiritual leader’s knowledge... if she could just engage the Light-Eye on friendly terms once more, there was always the chance that someday… While he did not leave the Ceremonial Hut often, the shaman seemed hyperaware of her activities, attaining her own goals would be more feasible with four days free from his watchful eyes. Veba knew she was taking an incredible risk trying. The waiter came & took their drink orders. As she began 2 speak, she felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her. She squealed in shock, instantly blushing with embarrassment. "Ma'am, is everything ok?" the waiter asked her. "Sure, everything's fine. Thank you." She felt another jolt, causing her to jump. The waiter walked away, and she shot a confused look to him. He looked at her with an innocent face & smiled. "What's wrong honey?" She sheepishly replied, "nothing." The dinner commenced. ” She glanced at me, then looked back at Brett and added, “Beth ... and everyone else, including me, will be trying to maintain some ... figurative distance between you and us girls so we don’t get too familiar and slide into a ... depth of relationship with you for which none of us is really ready. It’s already obvious to me that we’re going to find it difficult ... and somewhat frustrating to maintain that distance, seeing as how two of us woke curled up with you here in bed this morning.”She. It was warm as we walked down the road. Africa wanted to know what Tara and I got upto the previous night and was a little annoyed when I wouldn't recount the evening. She knew though. We all did. I knew she got roundly fucked on the beach by a couple of teenage boys. She knew I screwed Tara. Why she needed it spelling out, I didn't know.The Farm was a ramshackle building surrounded by crops. Voices emanated from one field and we tried to locate them in the forest of wheat. Africa introduced.