"Tonight you will meet the Secret Order, my love. This is what you were born to become; this is what you have been raised up to be in life. Come with ...e, and I will show you your truest destiny."The Secret Order has been existence for nine centuries now. It started somewhere unknown in Europe; its mission and obligation being to undo all the myths and fables that Incubi and Succubae had pulled off and effected about in the very alarmed minds and conscious of the people at this particular time.. She said, “I had a couple of students from the Druid College make up some plans for general purpose farming equipment appropriate for the kind of small scale agriculture we expect to see here.”“Plans from the Druid College,” Al repeated rather surprised. He had expected her to tell him to copy some existing product.“I own them,” Betsy said.“Nice,” Al said.Betsy said, “I’ve got little shops on the mainland making them, as well.”“I’ll look at the plans and give you an estimate on how much it will. “Look at these pictures, Gus.”Gus’s jaw dropped in shock. There were his eighteen and nineteen-year-old daughters, large cigars dangling from their lips, apparently members of a cigar society at their university. There were many other girls in the pictures, also enjoying cigars. Gus couldn’t believe it.“It’s all the rage with the young people, Gus. Your daughters are cigar smokers now, just like their father. You should be proud of them. Do you still think it’s slutty for girls to smoke. ” He rushed back to Maranga, and whispered, “Army business. I said you asked me to go deal with it. I’ll report to you later, darling.” He slung on his clothing and armed himself before opening the door and exiting. A guard was standing there, spear in hand, and gave John what was intended to be a salute. John wondered who had introduced the salute, and simply acknowledged it and said, “Let’s go, my warrior.” The pair hurried to the front gate, and John thanked the Earth Mother that they hadn’t.