Doug went to a large china cabinet and came back with a large glass jar. The top had a crank and some gears and wooden paddles extended down into the ...ar. When the others asked what it was he explained."It's an antique butter churn. It was my grandmother's, and I guess it still works." He gave the handle a spin, showing that the paddles still turned inside the jar."We'll have to keep our eyes open for things of this type as we head west," Junior said. "Those of you staying here might check some. That’s when it really started. After that, me and my dad started talking more, andholding hands sometimes, but we kept that dad-daughterdynamic still. Even when, eventually, he took myvirginity, before I turned 15, and we kept fucking, itwas more for relief and fun than for any romanticreason. I still slept in my room, and he in his, andwe’d get on the same bed only to fuck or play around,and we both saw nothing wrong with it. Several years later, I found myself at 21, stillfucking. I told her about meeting Lynn and Dara and how I fell in love with Lynn and then how Erin had come into our lives and how we had developed a marital civil union contract. I told her all about the twins I had with Erin and Lynn and then I told her that I apparently also had another pair of twins with Erin.I walked her through the whole story and finished it off with something very important.“Blossom, I love Lynn and Erin with my whole soul, just like I love you.”“But how can you love more than. " Though he didn't look directly at Sinbad, everyone present knew who he was talking about, "We are all better for having known her. Sinbad, it is to you I owe gratitude. February 10th, 2006, the day High Empress Aaisha passed on. Today we mourn the loss of our dear friend. I am thankful that I will not remember today with the same pleasure I will remember tomorrow — the day I kill Kaan, The Betrayer. Today is for memories. Today we remember an empress."Tim raised his arms skyward, his wings.