Three in the morning was not an ideal time to do the laundry. Emma cleaned everything that was dirty. It took her an hour from putting in the wash to ...olding the linens and placing them in the drawer. More than once Tim played with her with gooses, pinches, and accidentally on purpose rubbing Mr. Jumbo against her panty clad ass."Mr. Jumbo likes the feel of silk panties," Tim laughed. "Especially when it they are filled with Miss Honey Pot." Mr. Jumbo has had his last act here in Chicago," Emma. Occasionally, one could hear a car bomb explode or gunfire and wonder who had died, hoping it was a Brit and not a brother. British soldiers, heavily armed, stalked the streets continuously both in groups on foot and in armored vehicles. It was a frightening time. On the 23rd of May in the year 1976 Jenny had been shot in the abdomen by a British soldier while sitting with Sean in the Castle Pub. Tensions were high. Fear was ruler of Ulster in those days. After surgery and a three week hospital. Eight days of a strenuous search for specks of insight within the black world inside the violet stone.'Nothing'. Zax heaved a long, agitated breath. His eyes opened and the one which he wanted to see has yet appeared before his eyes."Are you counting the seconds inside? It should be exactly four days since last you removed your awareness from the violet stone". Laivien was lying in her usual place in her pavilion.Zax scowled instead of answering. Four days ago was the first time he halted his. ? Stephanie banged on the door of the changing room and said, ?Come along now, Mr. Dunzel, I have been instructed to put you in your wet suit, so be a good boy and stop playing in there.? She laughed. He came out and said, ?I was not playing in there, ah?um, what is your name again?? ?My name is Stephanie. I see you still have on your briefs. We won’t need them, so please take them off.? She looked right into his eyes and then lowered them in anticipation of seeing his.