The older one was plain of face but had a comely shape under the shapeless robe that reached all the way down to her ankles. The younger one had a spa...kle in her eyes that was unexpected on the face of a religious person on a pilgrimage.“Kindly remove yourself, young man. We are innocent servants of the Lord and have no wish for your company.”The words from the older nun’s lips were scarce out of her mouth when the thunder and lightning was upon them and they all moved to the center of the. Still no sign of the others. Maybe they went to eat..food or each other... With Deb's stuff in the spare room, I fixed her a sandwich also.. We sat watching the lights while she ate.. Now was as good a time as any to pick her brain. “ There's something you should know Deb.. Sandra and Donna are Bi .How you feel about that?” She smiled, and said- “ I knew it the minute she made the remark about my outfit. It's crossed my mind on occasion, but I've never had close girlfriends or the. " Jack answered thenstared at her a moment. "The same way you can hear me now."Cynthia Riggby jumped with a start as her eyes widened.Jack just closed her eyes and gently nodded in answer to an unheardquestion.Cindy looked toward me- her face asking the same question. I phased outand quickly walked around her, re-phasing with my mouth close to herear. "No, Miss Riggby, I have my own gifts. Would you like to hear aboutthem?" Cap, must you do that? She's on the border of hysteria as it is!" I see. Charlotte was old enough to be their mother, for Heaven's sake!While it was all fun and games within the comfy suites and confines of the pristine resort and along the pure, crystal white shores of the resort, within Haiti itself is a miserable environment of suffocating poverty and brutal repression from 'Baby Doc' Duvalier's regime. When some of the women venture beyond the resort setting to see where there black Haitian boy toys actually live, it is an experience that jolts them back to.