The cart was quite large and had four wheels spaced widely apart, so the cart was very stable and had a great deal of room inside. It was so large tha... it was difficult for four horses to pull it up much of a hill; therefore, we were restricted in the roads we could use. Nevertheless, that was not a problem for what I had in mind.I wanted to return to my old village and try to persuade the shaman to make more of the werewolf amulets. I had grown quite fond of, no, I was in love with my wives,. As I walked out on the deck in a bathing suit there they were already in there and laughing and having a great time and one said what is with the bathing suit and I said well I just thought it was proper and the one woman stood up naked and said well look at me I am naked so down they came and I joined them. Talking and sipping wine led to Leslie telling them how good I was in bed and it embarassed me a little but I didn't show it and then to my complete surprise they all said let's go inside. The ones interacting more get burnt more frequently but learn more in the process.Their world is centred around 'Mother'. Basic instinct makes this so.My first recollection of my being was the 'sound'. It was a regular and familiar occurrence that filled my world. It made me comfortable and secure. I began to distinguish between types of sounds and the patterns of similar sounds. Later I perceived movement in monochrome that eventually became colours. When they first came, they hurt. My mind. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he muttered as he unloaded all over that petite blondes little bare cheeks."Why didn't he come to me?" i asked angrily looking at the ghost."Because... your not around any longer!" replied the ghost firmly back.Then she tugged on my chain, and i stumbled out of that little bedroom and into another."Where am i?" i asked looking around confused.The ghost of Christmas past then pointed across the room, and there in a old leather hospital chair was an old grey haired man, in.