Mom?" Come on honey, we have to go out to the living room." She sat up in bed and saw the man standing behind me."Who's... who's he mom?" Never mind h...oney, it will be alright just come with me."The three of us walked into Scott's room and I woke him too. "Scott honey, come on with me and your sister." Mom, wha... who's that?" He said pointing to the convict."Don't worry honey we just have to go into the living room with him." The three of us walked down the hallway, trailed by the man, and went. She wore high necked clothes and mid length frocks, hiding her unadulterated marking, people thought her a bible thumping convert, in truth she hid her sexual excesses, her markings and sexual decadency, her thin veil to the world, and the men who new better as she passed them walking with their own wives, sending her secret signals to them, yearning for more markings. Of course I was drawn into their excesses, as I watched men drop their facades and become vile over a beautiful nymphomaniac,. She remembered with particular affection the golden cross that Thorvald showed her last year on his return, before it was melted and refashioned into less heathen form. The Hibernians were so rich in gold, just as they were in the grain, livestock and cloth the menfolk traded with the towns and villages along the shore.She knew the cross was a symbol of the Hibernian religion, but she had heard that theirs was a faith that denied the true gods of Asgard and worshipped instead a Jew who had been. " "Well, yea, I'd like to, but let's make sure she isn't going to stay on the floor with him." "Ok, let's go back to the table to let him know you're available. But the last dances are mine!" "Absolutely sweetie! I always save the best for last!" Jan and Mike went back towards their table but, before sitting down, Jan whispered that she needed to go to the ladies room. Mike said, he too, could use a quick intermission. As Jan headed towards the hall that led to the.