I could see it andknew pretty well what she was thinking.??????????? Shespoke slowly, feeling her way for the right words. 'You know our names. Bothou... names. Mine and my daughter's. Then this isn't an accident. It isn'trandom. It's something you planned. It's something you knew in advance you weregoing to do and did it. Isn't it? Tell me, isn't it?' There was genuine fearjust under her measured speech. And understanding and unfolding dread.??????????? 'That'sgenerally what planning is.. Had other things on my mind. Ripper said he'd hang around for a while. I gave the ear to Matt. I should have kept it so I could show it to you." His grin was wolfish.Don shook his head. "Thanks, but no thanks."Bob shrugged. "In all the years we were SEALs we never did that shit. I have to admit, though, it felt pretty good at the time and Matt had a shit eating grin on his face when I handed it to him. If nothing happens I'm sure he'll toss it."Bob was still sitting there, slouched in a chair. ” The hall was filled with many moans and screams of delight that evening.While breaking our fast the next morning, Annekke looked at me oddly. “Martina, have you studied the arts of Dibella? The reason I ask is simple – I don’t think the priestesses in Markarth know as much as you. Not after what I heard and then witnessed last eve.”“Just put it down to lots of experience, both in watching and first hand. My Mother’s troops, the Aureals and Mazken, were mostly female. Since Mother commanded. "But later on Sunday, Lissa sent nearly a full page email in which she described her day. She took a long shower and used the "shower thingy" for a good 30 minutes and, lacking self control, she came. She asked her mom what she should do, and they decided that the best approach would be to, first of all, not count that time toward the two hours, and also, obviously, to be more careful, moving forward. But she wanted to know if I had any other "punishment" for her. My, I thought, she was playing.