”“I believe you.” He headed back to the dining room.“Well?” his mother asked.“She said she’s not feeling well and she’ll be down when ...he feels better.”“Jeff,” she said, looking him in the eye. “What is going on?”“What do you mean?”She shook her head. “Something about her ... doesn’t seem quite right. When I saw you and her getting out of the car, earlier ... from behind at least, for an instant I thought she looked like some guy in a wig.”“That is her real hair,” Jeff responded.“She doesn’t. Maybe I could find my clothes now while the nymphs were gone but I doubted that possible. Maybe Denny would help me, loan me some clothes.In spirit I was already done with the dairy and I just wanted to go home and get on with my life. But wondering what had happened to the sisters was still a nagging compulsion that would possibly slowly wear off in time.[The sister nymphs were a large core of existence on older earth. They were charged with cleaning up pollution created by “man” and the task. All gone! "Like the Walrus and the Carpenter," he said out loudbrightly.Oh well, at least he didn't feel hungry anymore. Perhaps he'd betterhave something a bit more nourishing. He looked again, but there wasonly some cold pizza. Better than nothing. He finished the plate. Mustgo shopping tomorrow, he thought. Get some proper food. Cook upsomething scrumptious. And I'd better get some more chocolate.Now for a glass of ale. He opened the bottle, poured a glass and took abig gulp.Funny. He liked. ”“Would it help to know she has three loads in her ass?”“Three?”“Jay’s, Darko’s, and mine.”“Oh my God, Steve. Can you ask her just to let me jack off on her? She doesn’t have to do anything but lay there all dirty and sexy.”By this time, Olivia was waking up and heard voices. She called out for her husband. “Steve?”“Yeah, baby. I’m out here talking to Ray. He was hoping…”Olivia interrupted, “Send him in.”“What? Liv, look, I explained…”“Send him in,” she repeated. “Ray likes dirty fucking. I.