Cheyenne and Hank knew they had to face their problems that she could no longer run from him or the issues they had. Hank booked a two week cruise for them in Jamaica to rekindle their romance in their marriage. The two weeks were heaven, the first day Cheyenne had her hair braided by the women as she sat on the beach in a thong bathing suit, she experienced snorkeling under the water exploring the beautiful reef's, she could reach out and touch some of the exotic fish swimming amongst them. They rode horses with a tour guide. At night, they had romantic dinners with dancing and walked on the beach running and playing like kids a long the sandy beaches. The last night of their vacation Cheyenne and Hank sat in their room where they had a serious discussion of her life as a witch.
"Hank I just want you to understand about why we do what we have to do when we are in some of the rituals we have to pretend we are of the dark side. The sexual rituals gain energy and power, everyone must participate, and if we did not we would be discovered and killed. Sometimes we use sex as means to seduce an evil warlock or demon to bed where we find the most vulnerable qualities to destroy, vanquish what ever you want to call it." She told him while holding his hand as she spoke." When I do these things, I separate the Cheyenne you know and become Mystic Shadow who is very ruthless and heartless. I have to forget I am a wife and mother so I may do my work that was handed down to me by my mother. So when I am in the white light warrior's uniform I am Mystic Shadow, a powerful warrior not your wife." She told him knowing the whole time she longed for Roger, but she had to give it one more chance with Hank.
"How can you tell an evil warlock or demon if he looks like us?" he asked her becoming very interested in this subject.
"Well they have to use magic to hide some of the hideous formations they end up growing such as bat wings from their back to able them to fly, or hoofs so they use magical means to hide them so they are able to be among the humans." She explained." However, they usually give them selves away to someone like me. Casting a spell, or a scent that we would recognize, but sometimes they get past us too." She told him wishing she could just tell him that she wanted to be with Roger.
"So why do warlocks not like witches?" he asked
"Evil dislikes good witches or warlocks that some refer to us as white witches or warlocks, it's like a serial killer has a certain pattern to which he kills. Here again it takes us back to evil being the source to push him into doing these crimes that gives evil more power. So evil tries to destroy all that is good and that is why they don't like the White Light warriors. "She told him as they sat on the couch in their suite.
Cheyenne looked around the room as it was so beautiful Jamaica had a special magic of its very own, still Cheyenne's own ghost could not be kept away from it's magic and beauty.
After their talk, they went down to join the festivities; they ate, drank, and danced the night away.
Cheyenne and Hank were getting ready the next morning to leave to go back home. When they were boarding the boat Hank leaned over and whispered into Cheyenne's ear." People must think I am very rich or very well endowed to have such a young hot babe on my arm." He said laughing, as he was a very striking man at the age of sixty-two, his body was still toned and built when he was forty five.
"If asked I will tell them both," she said squeezing his ass in front of an elderly couple who gave a quiet chuckle at Cheyenne's flirtatious actions.
When the ship finally docked they were met my Tammy." I have missed you two so much!" she said hugging them. " Great tans! I love the braided hair and I do want to borrow that dress." She said looking at the long white dress that showed off Cheyenne's curve's, with a slit on the left side up to her hip. Only one long sleeve, the other side was sleeveless and white sandals." By the way, still no sign of Gina. Fredrick said that Gore warrior seemed to vanish also, he destroys the ones holding him and now is among the wanted and missing. I just love you in that deep purple shirt with those white slacks and white shoes Hank." She said displaying a huge smile.
"That comforts me knowing those two are on the loose." Cheyenne told her.
" He hasn't pulled you into a dream?" Tammy asked her.
"No not since Texas where I was able to free myself of any feelings for him." She told her.
" Guess he finally got the message that you don't want him." She told Cheyenne.
Cheyenne smiled with a twinkle in her eye as her long brown hair flowed in the wind. "By the way those brown shorts with the dark green shirt and white sneakers are totally divine and what else do you have to tell me?" Cheyenne asked her tilting her head to the side with a huge smile knowing Tammy had bad news.
