.?It was already calming me to watch him doing his job. He was obviously good at it, braking easily, manipulating the huge steering wheel with his str...ng, muscle-rounded arms, cheerfully greeting the passengers. There were only a few, as it was the lull between pub and club chucking out times. Then, a couple of stops before the end, two skinheads got on.The first was a weaselly looking guy, shaved bald, black bomber jacket over a tee-shirt with some band's logo in Gothic letters - 'Dikhed', or. Magwin yelped and tried vainly to cover herself from the... the... "What are you?" she blurted fearfully.The strange glowing entity didn't answer right away. "My name is Asarnan," he said at last, his voice otherworldly. "My kind are known as Ethereals. Are you hurt, my dear?"All Magwin could manage was a whimpered, "I don't think so."Asarnan took her hand and helped her to her feet. His touch was strange, warm and cold at the same time, a tingling on her bare skin. Some bronze-colored device. It was 7:30 when she pulled up in front of the man’s house: she’d had to pullover to control her sobbing more than once. Getting out of her car she walked purposefully up the steps to the middle class ranch style she’d visited just the day before.She waited. The man was ill; it might be a moment.The door opened. “Abigail! You found him didn’t you?” he said.“Yes, Aaron, I did. I came as soon as I got back so I could report to you. I haven’t even been home yet,” said Abigail.“Come in, come in,”. "Yes, lets go look," Jo agreed, "Swim?" she suggested."Yes lets," Lynnie agreed and they dived gracefully into the crystal clear water and swam ashore.They swam past the speedboat and climbed the narrow iron ladder to the quayside.The speedboat was tied it up to a stout mooring post and it's 'Captain' spoke into his radio phone and then waved at someone on the quay and almost immediately a team of sleek tanned muscular young women appeared dragging a boat trailer, eight naked young white women.