The lad did not see Dave at first, so Dave was able to take a good look at him without appearing intrusive. He was wearing a tight pair of shorts, no ...op, and socks and boots. He was about six feet tall, in excellent shape, well muscled and well tanned, evidently as a result of open air work. He walked over to the garden shed, and unlocked the door. Clearly, he was there legitimately, and as he removed the lawn mower it was obvious that he was the gardener. Dave thought he had better make his. .. Yep, those sheiks surely knew how to get the top of the WTA, both in skill and looks, to grant them a visit!At the moment she wasn't wearing any of that fancy stuff, though. 'Low profile' was the clue if a celebrity wanted to travel somewhat relaxed. So Anna had put on training pants and a corresponding running jacket, both in rather anonymous grey colour. Although her perfect figure and proportions were still apparent, her heavenly legs were hidden and would not glue countless eyes to them.. " Am I allowed to know?" I asked.There was a very long pause before Morgana spoke."Have you ever heard of the Nephilim?" she finally asked."Yes, legendary biblical characters part human part demon/angel supposedly," I replied."Not quite," Morgana said. "You're aware that some of the earliest writings that have been translated are supposedly the records of a verbal tradition going back to the earliest shamans and the Sidhe wars?" Without actually mentioning the Sidhe save as allegories and. It did nothing to alleviate her sense of self deprecation and the utter sense of worthlessness that permeated her entire being and ravaged her soul.A few nights later there was knock at the front door. When Rhonda answered it, she faced a lovely young White woman, obviously a freshman from her fresh face and self conscious manner. She also was obviously one of Eric's recent recruits as the first timid, halting sentence she spoke was, "I'm Laura... I'm... I'm..."Rhonda could see the tears.