"I told him what I remembered the park ranger saying about the colony,that it used to be up the beach a ways but they gave up on it about 250years ago...after a big malaria outbreak."Blast and damnation!" he screamed, "We're in the future again! I TOLDthat wooden-headed navigator to take us north o' Bermuda. But no, he hadt' steer us straight into that queer golden fog and the year 2000! I'llkeelhaul th' son of a whore!" Actually it's 2014," I said."BLAST!!! A full three hundred years this time!". Charlie was quick to point out that a bomb had obviously been stowed aboard in Germany with the explosion and fire supposed to have happened over the ocean to hide the evidence. "The dirigible must have caught a tail wind on the way over. It was just dumb luck that it made it all the way to the United States."Sarah wasn't so sure. "The only reason the Germans would have had to sabotage it would have been to blame it on us. We know that Germany is itching for a fight, but we are too far away to. " My dear wife. Mentes, friend of my father, this is she."Mentes sat at his right hand in a chair only slightly smaller. He was old and weathered, with a trimmed gray beard and many scars. He was stocky, but even in his long, rich tunic, I could sense his strength. He spoke, his voice deep and resonant."Indeed young prince. She is all you promised."Then he spoke to me."Donjeta, I'm told you have a beautiful voice. Would you sing for us?" Yes, dear friend of this house." Good. Perhaps my fine. Grr.” So be it. I was already in my nightgown, a rather short one. It barely covers my ass but it’s my favorite one, baby blue and with a thin white lace ribbon holding the flimsy material up. The gown always makes me feel all feminine. It’s more of a summer nighty, but under my heavy robe I’m never cold, and always titillated by the roughness of the robe rubbing against my sensitive nipples through the nighty’s sheer material leaving me in a somewhat perpetual yet understated mode of.