She’d done all of her homework, helped her mom make dinner, and volunteered to do the dishes. After a little TV the whole family had gone straight t... bed; this time of year it was getting dark early and a good, long night’s sleep seemed like a great idea.But an hour later Kat found herself tossing and turning in the silent house, feeling wide awake and restless. She tried touching herself to see if that would help, but it just wasn’t working tonight. Finally she gave up, dressed quietly, and. Ah ha!I presume the office must be upstairs, so I decide to go up and find them and remind Ian that we need to be getting a move on or we'll be late at this rate...As I reach the staircase I hear Chrissie's voice talking gently, softly and seductively together with gentle laughter and muffled, rhythmic banging. Something's not right, I think to myself, so I creep along the corridor now, careful as I can. But it's not my house, I don't know the ins and outs of it, and a floorboard beneath my. ’ She opened her eyes and looked at him. ‘The Goddess has asked you to do this in her name. You are to be painted with the flying ointment and your third eye is to be opened with essence of spikenard.’ It seemed to her, the man’s face grew paler as she spoke. ‘Will you accept the markings? It will feel cold at first, then you may feel dizzy, but it will soon pass as you begin to travel into the spirit world.’ He shifted uneasily. ‘What are these markings?’ She cradled the pot within her hands. I bent over and followed her legs down to her feet and her toes. Seyla rotated and I washed back up the front of her leg to her stomach and breasts. I paused for a while giving extravagant bathing attention to her breasts. After a while she asked, ‘Are they clean?’ ‘Just about,’ I answered matter of factly. I finally proceeded to her shoulders and arms and set the washcloth down. Seyla reached around me and grabbed her shampoo and conditioner to wash her hair. She never would or has let me do.