My eyes rolled back as I remembered his weight and my breath caught in my throat. Another step. I feel a surge and throb as my legs began to separate ...n their own. I quietly rolled to face fully down on the bed and my hips raised up in anticipation as I felt another gush begin to escape my swelling lips. The doorknob. It's happening. After dreaming of it all week, it was finally happening again. My doubts that I wasn't enough for him evaporated as my heavy breathing ceased, too anxious to make. They made him wish he could remember suckling on his mother’s breasts when he was a baby.A few wonderful minutes later, he felt his aunt reach under a pillow next to her and pull something out. He recognized the sex education pamphlet as soon as she brought it into his view. With a groan, he fell back onto her encircling arm and put his hands over his blushing face in embarrassment.“Did Kaa-chan ask you to talk to me about this, Oba-chan?” he mumbled through his hands.Hana stroked the boy’s. ‘Great,’ she said, relaxing into the low, cushy backing of the booth they were sitting in. ‘That’s great,’ she repeated, as if to herself. Now, though he smiled slightly, it was Danny’s turn to feel a bit awkward. He preferred doing the asking. Looking down into his cup, he threw the last of the coffee down and waved at Hank behind the counter for more. When he looked back at Jane, she was staring out the window and onto the Wright & Lewis property. Where they sat faced away from the admin. Where are the centaurs, fauns and dryads of your faith? The Roman Empire stretches to the limits of civilisation and yet no one has found the gods on the top of Mount Olympus or navigated the River Styx or even found the places mentioned in the epic poetry of Homer and Virgil. I don’t believe all that. But Christianity has the ring of authenticity. It’s about ordinary people, not kings and queens, tyrants and monsters. And it’s hardly two hundred years since Jesus Christ lived and died. Not.