It rings four times and just as I am expecting to hear a voice recording Heather answers."Hello," she says.I almost drop the phone. She still has that...slightly husky voice I remember so well. I compose myself and tell her it's Anna and that I got her message."Wonderful, I'm so glad you called me back. I know it's been forever but I have been thinking about you a lot lately. I thought I'd give it a shot and hope you'd give me a call back," Heather responds brightly."I'm in town now but don't. " She turned, frightened, looking at him suspiciously. After taking a few steps, he collapsed and passed out.When he awoke, Dylan had no idea where he was except that he was lying on a cot with a cow, a half dozen chickens and the smell of hay. In his delirium, Dylan thought he was baby Jesus lying in a manger. Next to him was a carafe half full of red wine and a wedge of cheese. Dylan didn't wait to ask permission. He was starving and helped himself then fell asleep. When he woke up the second. Nedra purred "come little sweet one, visit Nedra again and we will talk of ohhh sooo delicious things." Miranda smiled and went to join Nedra, once again walking down the long marble column hallway to the silver doors, the same young girl bowed and quickly opened the doors for Miranda.Miranda smiled and hugged Nedra, Nedra purred and kissed Miranda lightly on the lips "my ohhh sooo sweet one finds herself now filled with more curiosity, this is good, Nedra knows, come you shall sit here and. Jenny McEwan is now dead: she has gone and in her place is Vyerka, rabinya. When I have these thoughts I should be distraught, but when I'm in the gym, driving up the dumbbells in a shoulder press for example, all I feel is a sort of excitement, like skiing downhill, intoxicated by speed and wanting to go all the faster.Then there is my skin colour. No longer a Scandinavian deep summer tan: more like an Indian girl. And all the time, the feeling of sexual arousal. An unscratchable itch..