‘Sorry Hannah I’ve been bursting to go for the past half hour’. As ever Phil is always a gentleman and very modest - not. ‘I’ll just go and...put the kettle on shall I?’ I have to shout to make sure he can hear me from the bathroom. I can’t hear a response but I’ll put it on anyway; my mouth is rather dry from all the panting earlier. I can’t help but grin at the thought of my morning shenanigans. I set the two mugs on the kitchen table and sit myself down to have a sip. It tastes good, just. I in turn examine the building we are in. It has a small front room and an even smaller room in the back. To my surprise the back room is occupied, with, that's right, more women. Mostly looking frightened and battered. It isn't looking too good here for the rest of us."Who are you?" an older woman asks as she hustles forth to greet us. "Are you new?" she asks kindly. She looks like she is about 65, but seeing how badly the rest of the women looked she could have easily been 30."I am Chronos.". I'll try that. Perhaps we all should meditate for its first few minutes." If it's that relaxing, let me first light some scented candles and apply some pleasing aromatic oils. Roses work very well, I find. We might even enjoy a rose dessert afterwards."Please, if you think you recognize some of the techniques I am using, don't try to analyze them now. I'll be happy to discuss them later. Some of this comes from Asian tradition, and some is my own synthesis or invention. I don't want you. "I'm sure we can think of some way to amuse ourselves while your father is away."Mike thought he saw something pass silently between the boys and Angela, but he couldn't quite catch the meaning of it."Have a nice weekend, dear!" Angela sang as her husband walked out the door."Don't you darlings think we can have some fun on our own while your father is away?" Angela asked with a wicked twinkle in her eyes."And how!" Thad said, his balls stirring at the mere thought of it."Are you boys ready for.