"Is it Narvenia? Is she well?" Bieta asked me quickly. Because it seemed expedient, I simply shared my memory of all that had happened. Bieta didn't b...at an eye as she took it all in."You have the Twin Rings? The Rings of Knowledge and Understanding?" she asked in amazement. "Both of them?"The words wouldn't come, so I gave her an intergalactic nod."And the sword? You possess the Sword of Ages as well?" she asked quickly.I nodded once again, afraid that if I spoke it would disturb our. The night started out innocent enough. We went to a very good steak house to have dinner, drinks were served with the meal and there were a lot of toasts. ‘Here’s to finishing those damn classes. Here’s to no more boring lectures. Here’s to whatever.’ A lot of toasts. I had more to drink that night than I should have. Somewhere during dinner, a suggestion was made that we go to a ‘gentlemen’s club’. You know a strip club or a titty bar. I should have gone back to the hotel right then! A couple. You’ve got to be horny as hell with all of thosehormones in you and your husband never fulfilling yourwomanly needs. Can you tell me with a straight face thatyou don’t want a little wang in you?”“No,” She admitted. “I do get urges, strong ones infact. But God…”“God is the one that gave you those urges, right? Whysuppress them? You oughtta demand that Jonathan give youa good hosing. And if you went down on him I bet he’d bemuch more. I was supposed to drop Lopez off at the ammo dump (*2) in Da Nang with his tiny strip of so-called “orders”. It was verboten to question any orders from higher authority in our closed Marine society, but I couldn’t stop from wondering what a mine sweep tech would be doing inside an ammo dump.The girl with the “only one American dollar” cokes made a last attempt to sell her gear to us soft-hearted easy marks with plenty of script in our pockets and nothing to spend it on. We were about due for a.