"What's funny, love?" Jason asked."I just looked up 'lingam' online. It's a DONG!" Seriously?" Yes! And she pours cream over it as an offering..."Jaso... laughed. "And she did that for Alan? It worked, huh?" Boy, did it ever!"I'm looking at Jason sitting there. He's just taken his workboots off and he's relaxing and it's somehow making me... "Uh, you know what else I found about it?" No telling," he said. Jason suspects something though. He looks at me, smiling. "What else?" Usually a lingam is. But I did not know when it would happen.For Helen and Menelaos it was a time of peace and happiness. She bore him a daughter, a child so beautiful I could see the mother in the daughter. A year after that Menelaos assumed the throne upon the death of King Tyndarios. There were challenges to the borders of the kingdom as there always were when a new king took the throne, and Menelaos proved he had learned well the lessons of war. In those years he proved to all but his older brother Agamemnon. I saw a glint of – something – humor? – in his eyes."You see, but you do not understand. You hear me, and know my words, but you do not feel the evil of what you did. Do you?" No Father. It doesn't seem evil."He smiled."Good, very good, Tyballa. Nor should it." Father?" Tyballa, you must learn to hide things better. Miss Conner is a delightful girl, as are all of Miss Woodhouse's friends, but I'm quite sure that Renee explained to you that she keeps these things secret."I blinked."You know –. This top wasn't meant for swimming.” Jarrad jumped in. “In a few minutes the sun will be gone and if we leave the pool lights off... well I don't see why it wouldn't be just fine.” “There we go with Jarrad's dreams again,” Brad taunted. “That is no dream,” Jarrad argued. He was pretty sure Ashley was looking for an excuse to stay as she was. “Tell me, Ashley, what difference is it going to make whether you wear that,” he hesitated, pointing in her direction, “or some other top.” Ashley knew she.