..finish true story later. A few weeks later, while I was out, the same guy passed me and whispered in my ear, "you don't recognize me but I recognize... you, a friend of mine is the man who 'TURNED YOU OUT' years ago. Damn, I thought, should have known living in this small town was going to be a problem, never fails. Of course, I had to do what i had to do, just outright asked him if he wanted to FACE FUCK ME and bust a nut in my mouth. He said yes, but I want some of the ass too bitch, something. I had their attention and José María made a couple of notes.“Did you recognize the boy and girl, Michael? Had you seen them before?”“No.”“What about the location?”“It was grass, a garden, José María. Outside, obviously, but no place I recognized. It was only a second, remember.”José María nodded.“It doesn’t really prove anything other than Monsieur M likes to watch what seems to be underage porn, we know that.” He leaned forward. “The thing is, Michael, we’d like to know what else is on his. I went down the mountain the next day thinking that I would never experience such a thing again. Within a week I was spending another night alone at a location miles away from that initial apparition. I still didn't believe it was real. But, again, I was there by myself, sleeping under a warm quilt, with the fireplace illuminating the room along with candles gently flickering in the slight drafts. I felt another dream coming upon me. Another dream, with the creature of the night hovering above. " Each coven has its own rules. Most don't share. In mine, we share. I like to share." So, I get to share Lauren with you, and with Jessica?" Yeah, and Erica too. She stayed in America, but she's another wellspring."The light changed and Fi pulled into traffic."That's a lot of sharing."I shrugged and smiled. "I like to share."She drove through the twisty streets, turned a corner and went up a lane. I saw familiar buildings. It's odd, but it felt a little like coming home. She turned onto her.