Knees together. Socks and shoes. Nothing else on.Barb asked, ?Feel like coming to church with us, Kevin??I kind of like it. I mean, really, it can be ...ool. All those folks dressed up real nice. The priest is kind of funny, he tells real funny stories sometimes. There?s this girl I like, sometimes I sit near her and we play stupid hand games when we kneel to pray. ?Will Jenny Madder be there???She might be,? said Mom.?I think the Madders are away on holiday,? said Dad.?Oh. Then probably she. I stood at the sink, filled a glass of water and chugged it. I filled another glass and took sips as I looked out the window. It was a fun night last night. I don’t go out very often, but it is nice to blow off steam with friends. As I daydreamed of the night before, I felt Chewys nose press into my buttcrack and a quick tongue lick. I jumped and screamed because it startled me back to reality. I looked down at Chewy who was looking back up at me with is usually panting smile. Chewy whined at. “What about a danger to yourselves and the camp if they can infiltrate the area tonight?” I asked.“Morgana thinks it a possibility and has extra guards out, plus a good few of the Mages are already at the site where she expects to fight too, preparing positions,” Abi explained.I nodded, wondering if my sense of unease over the approach of the Nephilim was simply nerves.“You’re worried, my love?” Abi asked.“Yes, they have to know we outnumber them magically and will need to deal with that,” I. It seems to work.”“Well, feel free to concentrate on me, my lovely Jessica.”“Flattery, Reg? I am not lovely.”“To me, you are lovely. To me, Frances is lovely, Freda is lovely, Erika is lovely; so you should understand that you are lovely too.”“What? At my age?”“Yes, at your age. Age does not make a woman less attractive. A lovely woman merely mellows with age. You are only in your thirties, my darling lady, so age has truly not had much chance to affect your visage. I still want to kiss you.