Anyway, what exactly have you got for me? Can I see it?" Not yet," Julie answered, mischievously. "I'm keeping it until tomorrowas a surprise."The thr...e of us passed the evening playing Scrabble, though my mindwasn't fully on the game. Visions of Ruth's party at Golden Days onSunday kept getting in the way. I saw myself in the community room, witha host of geriatric vicars and tarts. And I saw myself with Jerry.I saw myself with Jerry in the community room. And in the kitchen. Andin the laundry. Supple as a willow, not solid as an oak.’ She’d definitely improved since then, Mary decided as she watched herself dance in the mirror. Her whole body seemed to revel in the sensuous motions, her hands fluttering like doves as she swayed her hips in a figure-eight motion. The feeling of watching a stranger returned, stronger than ever. Mary had never really enjoyed looking at herself in the mirror before. She’d always spent the time detailing her own imperfections, but now…she was getting. "We need to go," Sable warned him. "Staying would be suicidal."Frustrated, McAllister gave consideration to their return. It was plain they would not be able to return directly, the gods at the congruence would see to that. He began to pull forth on the True Fire so close by, and so marvelously external. He had just raised his hands to draw the square before him, when a familiar voice sounded from behind."You should let me do that," and McAllister spun to see the pear-faced four-armed god he. He felt the throbbing need coursing through his groin. His cock was rising, twitching and jerking with desire - desire for his own daughter - a desire he could never fulfill - a desire that was forbidden to him.Damn!He was a haunted man. His carnal lusts had betrayed him. All his life, he had lived as he had been taught by his parents. They had been strict, but they had shown him the path of right. It was a path he had treaded all his life - until now. Now there was Karen, his own daughter, a.