She knew of the War, she knew the Law and the barrier separating the lower planes from the realms of mortals, and she knew the politics of hell, the d...licate, chaotic dance that led downward to the Courts of the Prince, from which every demon and devil yearned to rule.Ninsun lingered long enough to name her child, Ishara, and returned to Dis to feast on blood and souls and recover the power she had lost. There was nothing maternal in the feelings between Ninsun and Ishara; they were competitors. Jennifer said to Margaret, “Now where have I seen them before? They sure look familiar.”Margaret thought a moment before she had the answer. “I remember. They were in the seats ahead of us on the plane.” She lifted the glass and smiled at the men.The two men walked over and introduced themselves. “Evening, ladies. I’m Bert and this is Augie. Mind if we have a seat?” When the two ladies moved their chairs to allow them, they sat down.“You were on the plane, weren’t you?” asked Jennifer. “I. Or had he just left it? The line between reality and this place wasn’t clear any more. The room was lit only by the dancing flames of the fire place. The same shadows were dancing around the room. He could hear soft music emerging from the background over the crackle of the fireplace. As he was immersed deeper into the setting, a flood of emotions overcame him. These were sweet emotions that he hadn’t felt for a very long time. He always knew that the emotions were there, hiding somewhere. After about ten minutes of them wondering around they started to head off down the stairs, as I turned towards the door this absolute vision of beauty looked at me straight int he eye and gave me this very cheeky knowing smile and a very sexy wink.For the next two hours all I could think about was her gorgeous body, imagining her standing naked in front of me and this was having a clear effect on my work as I was starting to get way behind.When it was time for every one to pack up for the.