She trembled there in the throes of her ecstasy, her gasps echoing through the room.“What a life!” screamed the Oracle of the Sands. “The answer...to her question is, The storm is your salvation! Embrace it!”“What?” I demanded as I held my sister.Darkness fell on us. The whirl of the sand barrier that surrounded us was gone. Stars appeared overhead. The moon shone silvery. We were back in the normal desert. Not a sign of the Oracle about us.“What does that mean?” I asked, holding Pyrriah tight.. Even though we had shared two previous encounters, I was nervous as hell.Maybe five minutes passed and I heard the motors on the tub turn off. I heard the drain open and knew she was finishing up. I poured two glasses of wine and placed them on the nightstand. Soon I heard her hand on the door handle. I held my breath, silently anticipating.Beth came out into the dimly lit room. She was wearing a floor length burgundy coloured gown. It was lace from head to toe and she looked magnificent. She. There was a lack of comprehension in the eyes of Jimmy because he thought he’d died and was looking at a vision. The swell of her mostly exposed tits almost engulfed his senses. ‘Jimmy, I’m Nurse Veronica.’ He whispered something and Veronica leaned over him, her perfume intoxicating, and she heard the whisper, ‘Stand back so I can take a good look at you.’ Veronica stood back, smiling. Jimmy’s vision had a straining uniform top holding in two rounded breasts that he’d be lucky to cup one of. The situation didn’t seem dangerous, he was quite alone, other than this beautiful naked woman, and he didn’t have anywhere else that he needed to be. Being in any sort of rush was a state of mind that he preferred to avoid. He relaxed a little.Sophie lifted a leaf from the pile between her crossed legs and showed it to Patrick. “I’m as real as these leaves are. More so, even.”If she is real, wondered Patrick, could she read this thought?“And I’m here to help you,” she continued.Patrick gaped,.