The Swordmaster grimaced as she pricked her own palm and reached to grasp The Hungress’s. Steel flashed in the firelight. The Huntress’s knife was...met in the air by that of The Swordmaster.“I am Sadb, the transformation,” Rebecca whispered. “Your blood runs in my veins. My blood in yours.”“I am Badb, the cry of battle,” her partner whispered. “We are bound to each other. We are one in the fight.”It was a dangerous game—a play for dominance—and Rebecca refused to submit. They moved faster and. " Art and Rob are hoping you will allow a hunting/fishing lodge to be built after the mine plays out. That is one of the reasons they wanted to move up here. Besides they can always run their construction company from here." added Tommy.Changing the subject, I asked, "Tuesday, we will be receiving the two smaller Quonset huts. How long will it take us to get them installed and then get the hydro-generators up and running?"Both Art and Tommy laughed and Art said, "Monday, the culvert pipes that. My friend asked me if something was happening but I told him nothing was. We actually were just friends.Then he asked, “Well, she told my girl that she really likes you. But she is the kind of girl who won’t make the first move”.I thought he was kidding and told him to stop pulling my leg. He said he was serious and his girlfriend told him.I thought about it, but I didn’t want to jeopardize our friendship so didn’t act on it. Sara was cute and hot, why risk it with so many common friends.One. We ate at our table as the evening light turned to dusk and then to night and little twinkling lights lit the walls and hedges that surrounded the garden bar. ‘Jessica’ as Mags had named the swimmer (she always does that) had remained alone and read all through her meal. She drank only water. She had a way of pushing her hair back behind one ear and she read quickly, totally focused. I wasn’t watching of course.As ‘Jessica’ walked past us, having left her book on her table, Mags said to her,.