"Coffee?" he enquired hopefully.She frowned, "No, Tea! I don't understand why you Americans are so preoccupied with coffee! It isn't as if it tastes g...od!" Ah!" David responded, "Wait till you come to my family home in Virginia — I will brew you a cup of coffee that will convert you from your tea-drinking bondage!"She smiled. "Its good to see you up and about David." Here, here" seconded Josh. "I was beginning to think I would never get rid of this." As he spoke he tossed the small metal film. He wore moccasins rather than the steel boots the others wore. His helmet was black and solid with a demon face for the front. He was also flashy and played up the crowd. He was actually exciting and interesting to watch. I also felt that he was a showboat and full of himself.Rather than just wave at the crowd of onlookers he ran around the entire perimeter kissing women’s hands, high-fiving the men, and letting the few children around hit him with his own sword. It seemed as if he were having. It was a pretty simple setup, with an aging cathode ray tube monitor and a cheap inkjet printer. I looked at the front of the tower, and it was an early Pentium. ‘Have you had this unit a long time?’ I asked carefully. ‘No, only about a year. I bought it used. I couldn’t afford a new one.’ I nodded my understanding. I began the process of unplugging and disconnecting the cables from the tower. I spread some newspapers on the dining room table, then placed the tower and the monitor on them. I. ”“Elena, people from my world aren’t that forward. Nor do people swim naked. It’s going to be tough to go swimming knowing that I will be displayed.”“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you have someone close by to protect you.”“Thanks. That makes me feel so much better.” Elena laughed and pulled me by my hand and we entered a room.Once inside, she said, “We’ll sleep here.”“Together?”“Of course.” She laughed.I was having a little trouble processing the morality that the village had and what was allowed.