"They heard you rattling up the road in the wagon and ran out the back just a minute ago," she told me."Did you see them?" No, but I know the voice of... one of them. It was the Magistrate's cousin."Verine, you and Erma get your things together. I am taking you to your father's farm.Verine said, "Our baby is coming in two months, Bill. I want you here and alive for his birth."Erma heard that and said, "Bill I will not leave you. If you are killed without giving me a child I will never forgive. The graceful arches spanning between the branches of the great trees, the writhing columns rising to hold up the fantastic crystal roofs which shattered the barely penetrating streamers of light into a myriad of colors, and the elegant but simple dwellings of even the eldest and most prosperous of the elfkind living among the branches and trunks of the elven city would not be able to protect the peace of the elves for much longer.“Lord!” a piping voice shattered that peace in what sounded like. "She smiled and said "Well, then, you'll just have to find out, won't you?"He needed no further encouragement. He was behind her. He removed her jacket and was unzipping her dress, slowly, his breath feathering hotly on the back of her neck. He said "Are you wearing black everywhere? God, it looks so nice on your creamy white skin." She just sighed as he lowered her dress and hung it up carefully so it would not wrinkle. Then, he was back, and she stood there in her black bra and slip. She slid. Henry had arrived on his bike."What is it?" dad asked, after we'd said hello.Henry grinned as he put his helmet on the floor. "It's a Harley Night Train V-twin. I bought it for myself on my transportation budget." Can I get a ride?" Sarah asked."Sure thing. I've even got a spare lid." Lid?" Hat, helmet."Rachel looked at him. "Do you have fancy leathers?" Of course. But not in this heat."We all indulged in idle chat, Rachel and mum returned to finalizing dinner; Sarah glued herself to Henry, but.