The herd has life debt to him.” They did? First Harry had heard of it. The leading centaur had still not spoken but grimaced and lowered his bow.“...or the debt the young one bears you…” He began, his voice deep and malevolent. “… you live today. But heed me foal, if we find you in our forest again not even Lachesis will hesitate to kill you.” Harry looked at the young centaur and saw her give a confirming nod.“Understood. But the thing is I don‘t know if I can find my way back.” Harry glanced. Now you may laugh but a tiny sting on the helmet is not a laughing matter as we shall see. Anyway, a dab of antiseptic cream from his very basic first aid kit and off he set again cursing his luck. It was fully 2 pm when he rode through Rhyl itself, the now grey weather not deterring the crowds, as he wended his way towards the location that Stan had given, just past the bridge at the big site beside the railway bridge. These last few miles had been a horror, his underpants rubbing against his. I was feeling so humiliated and embarrassed, and I just had this wild thread of hope that somehow this dark and exotic looking black man would be the one to reverse the bad luck I had and bolster my self confidence. Ha Ha, little did I know he had his own ideas about how to cheer up a red haired, pale white skinned, slender new girl in town. I must have looked so naive and vulnerable to his hungry eyes that seemed not to miss a detail of me. Jay is the name he gave when I took his order for. She will cover her head with a towel and tell me to come in and get a drink. I enter the yard and walk over to hose and turn on the water, making small talk to her as we I stare at her nude frame. I change my voice back and forth so I sound like two people and we (I) tell her how much we appreciate the water, and tell her it is about 30 degrees hotter in her back yard. "You sure are looking good" I tell her as I look at her body with beads of perspiration all over her."Thank you" she replies.