"You're the instructor," I breathed, "teach me what you know." I reached back behind me, caressing Daniel for the first time, feeling the strong musc...es under the soft skin of his sides. I slid all the way back against him, wanting to be close, and to give his hands more room to feel my body. When I did, I felt his stiff erection press against my lower back through the loincloth he was wearing. I realized that the loincloth was the only clothing that either of us was wearing. It excited me. Our poor men only get horny." They have it easy then," Deirdre grumped."Yes they do," Her future sister-in-law agreed then laughed. "But thetrick here is NOT letting them realize that. We ladies are supposed to bebeautiful, serene, and above such petty things as wanting to KILL someoneover an innocuous remark." You want to do that, too?" Deirdre questioned with wide eyes."Every woman does at times," Jessica chuckled as she patted the other'shand. "The trick is not letting our men know that. " Ha that's really easy to say Bob but most people are inherently lazyand unless challenged to prove otherwise they will stay that way." No Trish, that's not true." Get your coat on, we'll go for a walk." Bob put his coat on and weboth left my little flat together.It didn't take long before we were walking along one of the manyterraced streets near my flat and as we approached the local PostOffice I noticed a young girl of nine or ten putting a toddler into apushchair, the girl strapped the. It said ‘Doubleday – Publisher for the world’s greatest authors” ‘You got the wrong guy sweetie. I work for Double Day New Worlds Incorporated. We design the best imaginary worlds anywhere. Our worlds never break down and we give a ten year guarantee. You don’t see that kind of guarantee any where in the archipelago.’ ‘Imaginary worlds?’ She said it like a question, but not to me – herself perhaps. ‘Aren’t they like stories?’ I smiled. ‘In a way they’re stories, but more real in an imaginary.