There didn’t seem to be more than six or so that I could see. They all looked dirty and haggard. I’m not a horseman, but their horses looked scr...ffy and poorly looked after. I was kept kneeling there as they lost interest in me, then finally I caught a glimpse of the women. A larger group of perhaps ten men had them down across from the carriage. I watched as they pushed the women into the center of their circle. I noted with relief that my beloved Flarni wasn’t among the crowd of these. I hope it drowns!" By now she had his jacket, tie, vest and shirt off. The rest was easy except he wouldn't even cooperate by standing up.Cathy just glared at him, unfastened the waistband of his trousers, stood up while still holding the ends of his pants legs and then yanked. It almost dumped him on the floor but instead the pants finally came off. Then he did stand up and allowed her carefully to drop his shorts revealing his huge erection.Now she was on her knees in front of him and just. I don’t always know which one of us it will be. We always fight for an instant, trying to occupy the same space. The winner survives. Sometimes, I can’t determine if I’m the original or the one who came back, but I have the memories of both.”“You live in a nightmare world,” Macario whispered. “I had no idea…”“No one does,” Lisa replied quietly and looking very serious. “It’s my little secret insanity – and yours, too, now.”She laughed quietly and Macario was certain that he’d never hear a. Is there, I wonder, a faery ring near by? Or perhaps a special glade of trees associated with magic?”“Oh, well now. Let me see” interjected an old gaffer. He was hoping for a free pint, in which he would be disappointed of course. “Ah, now on squire’s land there is Cantelope Hill. You know, the ring of trees that the foxes avoid” Even in the heat of a hunt the foxes often avoided that spinney. It was said that Lady Godbiva, the last of the Saxon nobility in these parts, had fled there when the.