Visiting prostitutes would usuallytake care of that, but Balthazar's greatest need was for souls. At leastone every week was needed to satisfy his vor...cious appetite. That's wherethe dates came in. He always did the deed on a Friday night, screwinghis victim, then squeezing her very being out of her body as sheclimaxed. It was time for Balthazar to hit the rounds for his weekly"date", so he disguised himself as an ordinary human and left for hisfavorite bar.He assumed the guise of "Barry," a. This proved to be beneficial, for three of the captured soldiers were natives of Rome, of the Trastevere quarter, and they agreed to act as guides in return for their life and for a share in the spoils. Joerg found that the lower populace of Rome hated the nobility and the Church princes as much as his own men did.A little over six weeks after leaving Florence, the mob of landsknechte arrived at the gates of Rome. They closed in on the walled city from the West, and the mob divided, with the. I whispered, "That was very clever." "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, winking. "Go on. I haven't got all day." "Yes, D... Daddy," I said, blushing even harder, looking down at my hands and tingling all over. I couldn't believe it was actually happening. "Well, I um, I don't want to replace you, Daddy. And I don't want to... Um, you know... Do it with you." "I should hope not. The poor guy is what, sixty-five?" Stephen's laugh didn't last long when he realised I didn't think. All I knew for sure was that I was happy to be home. My mind operated on a pre-death memory set, and a post-death memory set. It was not a seamless transition, it was more a bridge from one side to the other. Sometimes I got trapped in one or the other. I could not believe that they managed to transfer what was me to the new body.I mean I had seen the movie robocop, okay not the movie but some scenes from it. I remember him agonizing over his past life. My life was right there for me to explore.