”She nodded. “I have been spending all my dinars on obtaining a certain strand of magic all these years,” he said.“What strand would that be?�...� she said.“It is called Inanna’s charm,” he said simply, and then looked down at his feet. She gasped. Inanna was the ancient Sumerian goddess of love. Love, not marriage. She was particularly known as the goddess of extramarital liaisons and sensual affairs. The goddess herself was supposed to prowl the streets and taverns in search of carnal adventures.. This is my wife, Joan.’ I looked at her, straight into those big blue eyes that just went on looking right through me. ‘Oh, I think we’ve met,’ I said. ‘The team party.’ ‘I don’t remember,’ she said. ‘How’s it going?’ I asked Lennox. ‘Hell, I’ll play in a week. Flying back tonight?’ I nodded and looked at Joan. I didn’t expect to see her here. I figured she’d be back in Minneapolis with all the other Viking wives. Lennox must have seen my puzzled look because he said: ‘Joan’s folks live just. Planning sessions had been relocated to her cabin to allow her to take part, and her contributions were, as always before, astute. She continued to receive occasional visits from the Edenites as well, but now simply for social rather than therapeutic reasons. As always, she rejoiced in their company and spent the time talking comfortably and easily with those who came.Now, listening to Heisinger's eagerness to transmit the news of their successful journey back to Earth, MacPherson shook his. Reggie was happy and that meant I was happy. All was right with the world as far as we were concerned. I felt her tense up and tighten just as I reached my peak also. She settled back on me and then dropped to hold me close to her. I felt her breasts mashed flat against my chest and her breathing deepen as she totally relaxed.We laid in close comfort as the sun came through our east-facing room. I was loath to move Reggie, even if it was for the morning requirements. I held onto her, gently.