The awkwardness was getting unbearable when Ms. Blond pushed back the curtain and emerged from the cabin. She sat on the couch next to me."Are these g...irls treating you right?" she asked in that lovely drawl."Sure," I said. "They were just telling me about how you all are a threesome."Ms. Blond turned her body toward me and extended her arm, resting it on the couch cushion behind me. I could feel her body heat on my neck. That mischievous smile was back."That's right," Ms. Blond said. "You don't. "Let me go. I did everything for you." Now, she was gasping as she could feel her failing body start to strengthen."I have to, Hopix. I love you, and I'd gladly give my life for you," Alan said. Hopix felt a huge jump in her life force."I love you Alan, but you have to understand. Once we are committed to each other there will be no other. Our lives will literally be entwined, dependent upon each other, to live." Hopix said starting to feel better already."This was all the secret of your. True?"Ged felt anger at Zak this time. Again he nodded, and Gus saw the anger."Are you sure that your anger and resentment is really against Zak? That you resent that he got between Cassie's legs and eventually married her? That you're transferring it all onto Cassie, who doesn't really deserve it?" The problem Gus," said Ged with a resigned air, "is that she went with Zak and did not talk to me first."If I knew why she did that, I could make proper decisions, but she keeps telling me she. Even those working there are restricted to just where they are working that day," he added, not seeming to have notice Airmid'a outburst."Can you get us in touch with the people who collect the manure there? There must be a lot of wagon traffic as they move supplies around," Kell asked him."Yes ... probably, but why would you want a manure wagon!?" he asked puzzled."It has been our experience that the British pay very little attention to those collecting manure," Kell told him with one of his.