She looked to where her assailant should have been then to where the horse should have been; but it was only her room. Cold washed over her. She pulle...d her intact nightgown tight around her shoulders. Angela noticed her nipples were hard as her chest heaved. She shivered, quickly got her robe, and raced out of the room. “Just sit in the living room till you get your wits about you,” she tried saying to herself. She knew she wouldn’t though; she was freaked. She went to her door and stepped. They were both shocked, and although they were still wearing slight looks of disbelief, I could see the dawning of understanding of what I’d been trying to tell them in their eyes.Anna walked back in as I sat them down at the kitchen table. I took the coffee pot from her as she handed it to me. I pulled the coffee container out of the freezer and filled up the basket with grounds before putting it back. Pouring the water in, I placed the pot in position, and closed the lid on the water. I could hear the other women in the background cackling like hens to find out what the hell was going on. I explained the misunderstanding as best I could, trying not to get Paul in any more trouble than he already was.Twenty minutes later, a few of the women arrived at the pub, the others having headed off to the station to join their menfolk. Stiff drinks all round, constant phonecalls back and forth trying to establish the state of play, the small pub buzzed with activity like a beehive.It. Otherwise, not so much.The downside to this was that pretty soon, envious guys in House Durant began urging me to reshape them into twinks ... yes, even Uncle Jethro ... yikes. I didn’t mind in principle, but that put extra work on me, you know. Thankfully, I was very high in stamina, sexual and otherwise. Even Teddy asked to be turned into a catamite in effect. I wasn’t sure what caused THAT situation, but it happened. At least Dad never did, thankfully. That would have been a bit too much for.