He knelt to one knee and said, "I agree to serve you and your cause in exchange for greater power." William hesitated only a second, then sighing pens...vely, knelt and spoke the same words.Jake reached out and touched their foreheads, sending his awareness coursing through their bodies. Having already figured out what to do, it was a relatively simple matter to find the marks of the "initiation ritual" in their minds, that barely tangible link with the Ether that Ykir had made millennia ago, and. What was strange was that these friends of his only lived in his memory. They were dead. They have been dead a long time but here they were, still looking like 12 and 13, raping a woman who did remind him of a policewoman who hurled abuse at him and them, when they were still alive, about 5 to 6 years ago. He was enjoying all this and his cock was stiffening.This is paradise alright, Mahmoud thought (with a smile).The scenario changed again. This time he was in what looked like a harem room. He. When I die, I just want to be cremated. No service, no fuss, just put me in the oven and cremate me. I don't care what they do with my ashes either. I wouldn't want anybody I knew to have them. Having some dead guys ashes on the mantle is too weird for my tastes."Gladys slowly placed her coffee cup back down on the Formica table. She wiped at her mouth with her napkin, wanting to get any stray crumbs off of her face. The whole time she was doing this, she stared at Charlie. To her, it felt like. "...Anyway, he IS amazingly paradoxical. One moment he's creating themost exquisite artwork, like the drawing you showed me, and the nexthe's howling at the moon after downing a dozen shots of espresso." *AHEM* "Exactly! As a said, he has this incredible inner hidden well ofdepth, that is completely blocked at times by by something. And Ihope..." Her face strained with unease, as if she was trying to convinceherself as well as Suz,"...I pray ...that I can do something to unblock it, to make.