While he was less demonstrative, I could see the concern in Dad's face."You are all concerned over my health after laying unconscious for a day, and I...appreciate your concern. In a sense your concern is misplaced. I was not unconscious. I was gone."I reached up and stroked Dare's head where it rested on my shoulder."Dare and I were gone. We went together."Dad stopped me there. "Davey, this story needs to be heard by your Grandpa, and Sheb and a few other Clan leaders. They will all be gathered. "Dan," she called across to my father, "go get the radio CD player, it runs on batteries and we can at least put the music back on."So my father went and got the player and soon we had music again, it didn't take long for the mood of the party to return and more, I noticed that with the lighting so dim some of the women were kissing their dancing partners who weren't always their husbands. Naturally I decided that I had to get in on this too, I'd been watching the dancers while sipping at a. She said that she understood having to work (didn't mention the game), but that the only reason that she would prefer it to be done sooner rather than later was that she thought the Jim might be watching her undress and shower. That hit me like a brick. I hadn't even considered it. "What makes you think he is watching you?" I stammered."A couple of days ago I went in to shower. I had just removed my blouse, but still had my bra and everything else on. I glanced out the window and noticed him. She pulled me into her arms and said, "Welcome home, dear."After she kissed me soundly, I took a step back and looked at her. She had something up her sleeve - well, she would have if she were wearing anything with a sleeve."Welcome home, dear?" I asked."Well, it appears that you are in this household, so this is your home now," she told me. "It seems pretty silly for you to knock on your own door. From now on, you should just walk in."I shook my head and followed her into the kitchen, where my.