.. ooohhh ... ooohhh." ... and she understood. Sara Jean smiled, partly out of relief and partly out of a vicarious thrill. She rolled over and was qu...ckly back asleep.Sara Jean's eyes snapped open and she glanced at the clock. 3:07a. For a long second all was silence, and then..."Yes!" the cry punctuated by a bump of a headboard against the shared wall.Heather was louder tonight. Sara Jean could clearly hear the moans and sighs and gasps and everything Heather coherently spoke to her. Usually she would be wearing some loose pajamas and a loose old t-shirt to relax, never this..well, sexy. We must have been pretty obvious about it because she noticed both of our staring. “What? Why are you guys looking at me like that?” She asked us both in a defensive but joking tone. Both Alice and I just smiled, not quite sure what to say. We both let out a nervous giggle. “Why can’t I wear something comfy for movie night?” She asked, “Michael, you’re not wearing a shirt and have some. Oddly, whilethe bottles inside clearly belonged to three famous French perfumesthey were not in the usual fancy packaging you would expect andnone of them were sealed. Had Katya just used the bottles and filledthem with fragrances of her own devising, I wondered? I knew she mustbe interested in that sort of thing from having seen rows of jars andthe glassware and other paraphenalia you see in a chemistry lab ather apartment that one time. Not that I knew what was in the jarssince the labels on. “I am Ipochone, the Goddess of Love, the mother of Caltessa and Velantie, Domination and Submission, your allies, and may I presume, your lovers too. My siblings chose me to act as their speaker. We are here to surrender to you; Ghania, Eyna, Zeroth, the Trinity of Destiny.” She said, went to her knees and bowed, until her brow touched the ground.Ipochone remained in that position, and one by one, her siblings followed her example. The Gods of Atyseos knelt and bowed their heads in the dirt of.