’ ‘Yes, I am. But Brent Black seems an unlikely name. Are you expecting some kind of liaison as a gratuity?’ ‘I don’t think so. I’m not su...e I’d know how to handle it.’ ‘It?’ ‘A non-momentary gratuity.’ ‘Ohmigod, you’re meaning my body, don’t you?’ ‘I wasn’t aware of your body and I must say I’m not in the habit of sharing mine with women with a tendency to risk hurling themselves under cars in desperation to get to a bar.’ She ignored that, instead saying, ‘You’re married aren’t you?’ ‘Yes.’. This was familiar. Too familiar. I hugged her close and tried to push away the memory of all the places she had touched and kissed on my body. I seemed to have overwhelmed her as her eyes brimmed with tears when she looked at me.“You look good,” I said, cupping her face.“Just good?”“You look amazing, as always.”She smiled modestly and kissed my cheek. “I missed you.”“I know. I’m sorry. I’ve been a bad friend to everyone.”We started down the path together, catching up on our latest life events. . .Hagen, Zax and Mes regrouped outside of the boundary of the gravitational force, having a clean line of sight of the tunnel's entrance leading to the second Savage Cave."Big sister Hagen, aren't we going to proceed and wait beside the entrance?" Zax asked. His right hand and feet were a bit bloody, but it did not bother him. All it thought about was the readiness to intercept Ginlin like Hagen instructed.Hagen, on the other side, still in her animalistic form, had her Hawk's legs completely. In the evening, I had a visit of Martha at my bungalow. I was surprised when she showed up at my door.We went sitting on the sofa, and after I had taken us both something to drink. She asked me, "Are you OK?" Eh ... sure," I said a little surprised with her question. "Why did you ask?" Well, we have heard what had happened to you this weekend," she said with compassion in her voice."Oh, that!" I said like it was nothing. "Don't worry about it, it was all in good fun and nothing bad has happened.