...Phil and I were good friends at school, doing all sorts of things in the evenings, weekends and holidays. When we were about 15, I was at his house...and his folks were out. We were sitting reading comics when he suddenly said, 'I dare you to undress me'..... Well, never one to resist a dare, I got up, walked up to him, unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. 'Carry on' he said, standing up. I undid his belt, then unfastened his trousers and slid them down. He was wearing white underpants, and. We had stayed at well defended castles, and they knew that this one definitely wasn't.After considering these things for a short time, it occurred to me that I could cast a defensive shell reinforced with my wards around this place rather quickly, and that would be more and better protection than any bawn wall would be. Still, how one was perceived here was as important, and perhaps more important, than the actuality.Arriving at the entrance, Ken rang the bell there, and we waited. After a. Either you made a big compost pile every year or bought it from someone who did. Here everything was organic.We went back to my place where we found the women involved in fixing a large meal for everyone. Ola was showing my wives how to prepare schnitzel while Louise was cooking johnnycakes. Louise immediately hit me with a plea for a clay oven. I didn't know what she meant until she described it. She wanted a beehive oven that would allow her to place a fire in the oven and when it was hot. ‘Okay, Sue, how about if I give you your sponge bath, and then see if I can help you with your other problem. Does that sound acceptable?’ ‘Yes. I can’t believe you’re helping me like this. How can your husband let you do this? I thought all Christians were up tight prudes.’ With a large grin, Yvonne said, ‘Well, we’re not all up tight. We’ll discuss that tomorrow morning. Right now, I need to take care of you!’ My wife, Yvonne, brought in a bowl of warm water, soap, sponge, and towels. First,.