“Kaci, we’ve got guests. I think you’ll want to be here for this.” Turning back to Al and Betty, he continued as they waited. “I notice a fe... people hanging around out front. Did you not want them to hear this, or are they to scare our customers away?”“We thought you’d appreciate the privacy,” Al assured him. He glanced around again. “This is an odd selection of goods. I also note you’ve got grease under your fingernails. It appears you’ve been working on car engines.”“Kaci and I repair all. I am her husband and she is my wife. We must take care to one another. She is a solitary being, perhaps if..."His mind raced for a moment and his brow furrowed in thought then lifted as a plan took shape."Of course, all I have to do is..." Excuse me; may I have everyone's attention?"Erik held out his hand to Christine and she gratefully made her way to him. She took hold of his hand, the strength of her grip surprising him with its ferocity. He almost allowed his eyes to drift closed as he felt. Well, in order to "coach" Simone on her shots, I would go to the far side of the table to indicate exactly where her cue stick should be aiming. As an almost irrelevant aside, this process was actually quite helpful to her game, as she began to understand the angle-of-incidence geometry of the process. The more important purpose of this was voyeuristic.Simone's top was tight, as I already mentioned, but it had a scooped neckline. As she would bend over to take a shot (with me saying things like. Felix took a deep shuddering breath, realizing that he was alive. Had that really happened, or had it only been a nightmare? He looked at his chest and felt an invisible punch to the gut as he saw the amount of blood that soaked his shirt. His wounds had disappeared but the blood was still wet. It had really happened, and that meant..."Serenity!" Felix called out as he bolted to his feet and stepped forward.He was standing in the bloody clearing, surrounded by the slain Mycenaean soldiers..