A little disappointed at his singular lack of attention Marian helped herself to a plate of kedgeree from the board and sat at the table."Another char...atan I expect." Her father said as he folded the paper and turned to his plate of kippers."Who is father?" Marian replied, as she poured them both a cup of tea, having already forgiven the old man for his oversight at failing to even notice her dress.Poking a finger at the paper he said, "This carnival chappy, 'The Great Somnia'. If he's that. Jason shuddered at the thought of controlling his lovely, perfect mother. Fantasies were all well and good, especially in the heat of the moment, but taking away her free will like he had done to Sarah ... the thought of her beautiful face twisted up in fear ... But maybe ... there seemed to be a certain element in play with the rings; masking the wearer from noticing the effects of the ring. At least Sarah didn’t seem to remember putting it on; as far as he could tell she didn’t seem to be. ’ She flipped some coins to him and he smiled again. ‘Whatever it takes, keep him out of my hair. There’s money in it.’ It took more than half an hour to make the rounds in town but no one had seen anything. There were a few camps on the edge of town but no time to search them and the few people she spoke with hadn’t seen anybody new in the night other than a family of farmers headed their way and two Mexicans headed north. Her instincts were never off and they told her someone was following. Blake scanned his sister's body for a split second before looking away. "Yeah, I don't know. They're pretty big." He never noticed just how supple Jessica really was. Her round jugs stretched the fabric of her tank top."But are they bigger than your girlfriends'?" Jessica pushed. "I don't know, Jess. Should I invite them over to compare?" Blake grew exasperated, trying to suppress his own arousal. Jessica wasn't helping. "Hm. Fine." Jessica seemed content. "Why does it matter, anyway?" Blake.