Mom agreed and said she's set up an exam and get me on the pill and that it was a good idea that I'd talked to her about it. Oh, if she only knew.So, ...the next day, at exactly twelve noon, my doorbell rang and Tim was standing there with a bouquet of flowers."Oh, wow, aren't you nice. Come on in lunch is ready."We went into the kitchen and I put the flowers in a vase and gave Tim a nice kiss, a nice tongue kiss. That lasted for a while because Tim seemed more hungry for me than for lunch.We did. The overspill from a tiny dim desk light was barely enough to illuminate her face. I spoke first, in my awful German."Do you have a room available? I'm sorry. I am lost. My car ... needs petrol. Sorry, I am English. I do not speak much German."She answered only half understanding. "Are you English? American?" Her voice was soft, but I thought her accent was German."Yes, English," I said quickly, nervously. She was pretty. Her make up was dramatic, her hair dark and cut in a short bob. The skin. I swear they must have come up with this new tradition to see how red my face would get. Swarta and Palus took it in stride, only saying it was proper the lord of the village be afforded the correct respect. I was careful not to shake my head with disbelief in the presence of my women. I was thankfull the men of the house just acknowledged me with a common marsh greeting, a hand on my shoulder. I noticed these men now wore a wolf head sign on some item on their person, whether a necklaces or a. "Wow, sounds like a really exciting class you are taking," I said in a way hoping to encourage her to say more."Yes, sir, and I cannot wait until tomorrow to go back to both classes. I never knew a college education could be so, ummm, stimulating," Linda giggled.ENGLISH MUFFINS WITH JAMWe arrived home and I parked the Lexus in the garage next to the Nitro. Linda got out with her school supplies and took the towel off of the leather seat. Despite the towel there was a damp spot. Talking about.