And they aren't very good at geography, either. Dramatic and epic poets come nearer to the truth. Aeschylus said we came from Scythia. That was close,... but on the wrong side of the Black Sea. Homer, The Poet, wrote that I was born in Thrace. That was too far west. I was born near to where Trabzon was to be founded.I killed my sister Hippolyta with a spear when we were hunting oryx (Pausanias says "deer" as does Quintus of Smyrna, which shows what idiots they were. We would not hunt those who. I'll wait," but he opened the door, his body language indicating he wanted me to keep talking. I summarized, "Our property is being surveilled by a couple of guys in a panel van with high-tech equipment inside parked in a good position a couple of streets away from our front gate. In that little street between Goldfinch and Swallow Drives, whatever it's called." (It's a new, short street, and the signpost isn't visible from the street we drive to town on). "We think they're FBI but that's not. ” I wanted to ask her what the fucking difference was but the terrified look in her eyes caused me to back off. She stepped through the bathroom door then with shaking hands peeled the wrapper off a glass and filled it with water. She took a sip then looked up at me, she was calming down. She went back to the main room and sat on the end of the bed then went on the offensive, “Why are you here Alan, you called for a girl? What about Lillie, where is she, what’s going on?”“She and Sandy went to. ..more to the point....a sexy cocksucking slutdesigned for my pleasure only. I will train you how to be this creaturefor me......you will live as a woman from now on, I will change your bodyand your mind until you are totally mine."I started to protest, and he slapped me hard across the face, smearing myslutty red lipstick. "You see Simone, you have no choice, nobody will be able to find you.Right now I am writing your suicide note and your car will be found with aburned body in it, everybody.