Then I pulled on a t-shirt and headed downstairs again. The girls called to me from another room. It was a room I had not yet entered. The room had a ...uge round couch with large pillows and a huge TV on one wall. There were no windows. I climbed onto the couch with the two nude women and grabbed a pillow.“This is our media room. We can lie on this thing in almost any position and still see the TV. It also has a great sound system so I like to lay here and read and listen to tunes. It is my. Never have been. For me, the challenge of overcoming the inertia of my groggy sleep state conjurs mental images of Houdini, breaking free of a straight jacket and fifty iron chains while under twenty feet of water. Yet somehow, I always manage. And as I was stumbling though the garage, groggily searching for my car to go to work, I bumped into Claire.Normally the sharpest, most together person at the office, today she looked every bit as exhausted as I was."Long night?" I asked."Didn't get a. .. stood in the entrance and asked the question..."Who are you here for?"'I am here for the goddess or the god or both' was the only response acceptable. During the entire weekend, degrees were ignored ... unwelcome, really. The gathering celebrated the power and not the 'man'.Demands that thus and so degrees be acknowledged were totally ignored nor were any demands for monetary gifts for certain personages attending paid. Mina, through the goddess, was able to perform real magic ... as was. . . You will probably have the entire beach to yourselves ‘ Once again we look at each other and smile. As we try to find safe places for all that is contained in our luggage the wind whips the walls of our tiny abode. The sounds are so strong and powerful. The walls nearly buckling under the strain of the stormy air. The wicker and bamboo walls make a whispering sound as the air slips through them and we feel the winds gently slip in and engulf us. Your every attempt to light candles is.