When he realized it was a goddess who addressed him he dropped his eyes and bowed his head. Pointing to the cottage at the end of the lane by the clif...s, he trembled. The fear made Morrigan smile and she tossed a basked to his feet, conjured by her magic. In it was bread and fish, more valuable to her people than gold. The cottage was small, tiny in fact, and run down compared to its neighbors. Morrigan parted the oiled leather curtains that served as a door and entered without knocking.. Gladiatorial combat is technically banned here, and thus when displays of violence are to be had, they are not “called” fighting, but rather recast as lectures or displays of art or physical skill. The Sweet Science. The Gentle Art. Sometimes pugilism is recast as a merchant demonstration and is known as The Stern Business. But there was nothing gentle about it. We joined the crowd in only minute amusement as various grunting, sweaty men squared off in fisticuffs, and a few matches with. But you're wrong. It IS about product. She's teaching me a... um... lesson." He rose abruptly from his seat and went into his back bedroom and brought out the box Elizabeth had given him. "She's been making me wear these all week. She says it will give me a 'feel' for the product."Jill opened the box and looked inside. "Oh my God," she hissed. "And you AGREED to this?"Tim felt tiny and his face burned with shame. "I agreed to it. I need the job and now I seem to be getting in over my head. Now. After shutting the engine off, one of the cars opposite me flashed its lights at me, which I thought was a little strange, but ignored it. Then I laid the seat back a bit and began wondering what I would do about Taylah and her confession to being my sister's sex slave before we met. Could I still marry Taylah now I knew her sordid past? Or did it enhance the prospect of a better marriage? Taylah would have to be open to trying a lot more things sexually than we currently do, given she could.