I scrolled through my contacts, found Sam's number, and hit the call button as we headed down the wooden stairs. There was a dusty smell in the air. B...llets cracked into the building outside. My heart hammered. My Sam had to be safe. The phone rang and rang and rang.“Hey, you've reached my phone, leave a message!” said Sam's voice.I groaned and hung up. I shook my head, glancing at my wife. “She didn't pick up.”“Oh, god,” she moaned as we reached the bottom of the stairs.“Sir, let's go,”. " Well we get the first kisses of a dawn lit sky," I said laughingly.Mercedes had salt cravings and often went looking for smoked fish in the morning. No cravings had assailed Derwen thus far in her pregnancy, but rapid kicks often sent her running behind a privacy screen. The babies fighting for room pushed on her bladder.I was fortunate Derwen's shipping family history had such a strong influence on her emotions. She had told me I was like a ship's captain; his first love was the sea and she. When Porter asked her why, she argued that if she had been taught not to question or to consider the existence of shrines, would it not make sense that any use of the Blue that stretched beyond the capabilities of the Elders also would be suppressed and the practitioners redirected?“That is the conundrum,” Porter said with her. “How do you discover hidden knowledge that you don’t know exists?”“You did it at Sky House,” Gilly said, which was a big admission for her. “I was not even skeptical. A week later Ada phoned me to follow up.“We need to take some photographs of you if you want to take up my offer.”“Do you want me naked, or semi-naked?“Male or female photographer?”“What is your preference Sylvia?”“Are you going to watch Ada?”Two days later I am in my element as Ada watches me posing for Jim, a much younger professional, male photographer.For the first few shots I was fully clothed in an above the knee, back dress, heels and black stockings.Then Ada helped me off with the.