Unday, May 25 to Wednesday, June 18, 2008On my next déjà vu, I gave my link partner an overview of my situation and discoveries, waited for him to c...lm down, told him I thought I could painlessly upgrade him to 352 minds, waited for him to calm down again, then I explained my "Second-Tier Helpers" idea in detail, including that he'd be letting himself in for some possibly risky work on my Voyage. I couched my description as being an invitation to him that he could refuse, but I knew he. He told her that he and his wife have experimented with swinging some, but never found a couple they were real comfortable with, because they wanted to be friends first. So things never did go as planned. That’s when she told him we have tried it once, and thought that maybe he could help her have one of her fantasies, if I was willing. She told him she wanted a threesome and to be able to pleasure two men. She said he called his wife, got the ok and followed her home. She told him that I. .” None of it made sense. Then... “Dag, it’s Riley. I’m so sorry.” Then the line was dead.Riley? She was asleep in the living room on the sofa. I must have moved to the bedroom sometime in the middle of the night because I distinctly remember holding her and her falling asleep. I covered her up.I got up and pulled on a robe. What time was it? 5:30 a.m.? I wandered into the living room, expecting to see Riley stretched out on the sofa.It was all neat and clean. No blanket. No pillow. Even my. Even with the crowd of photographers and news groups gathered at the front doors did nothing to ruin the scene, the day was perfect for the occasion at hand. Seeing two vehicles drive into the roundabout in front of the Hall, the camera crew moved aside for the pair of limousines pulling up to the front of the entrance bearing miniature flags of the island nation of Themyscira on either side of their hoods.Inside the halls, glass and steel displays lined the vast interior like a museum; each.