A welcomed Guest 3
The man lay there perhaps another 15 minutes before he got up and stumbled to the bathroom to wash up. Still shaking about what had taken place, my god! What in the hell was going on? Was he going to be visited by all the female goddesses soon? A smirk crossed his face then he shook it away. This he thought looking into the mirror wasn’t that good. In all of the books he had read, never had anything good ever coming to pass between a goddess and a mortal? Looking in the mirror his mouth dropped open; there one side of his neck was a Tjet (a knotted headdress with a loop) on the other a small hawk beneath the moon over the river that soon faded. Looking down he could still see the …