How? I can't tell you, but Tara and Deanna are hooked up somehow.Deanna occasionally told me what her mom was up to in Asia on that day. She could fee... the frustrations, the triumphs, the loneliness she was experiencing and I could see it affecting Dee's moods. It was uncanny, but it was also an "ability" that I understood and believed in. I've seen it too many other times.Dee beat me to the phone and when she picked it up, before having time to listen she just said, "Hi Mom. How are you?"She. When he called, I figured it was just one of those catch-up kind of phone calls. Boy was I wrong!"Danny boy!" he began. I grimaced over the phone. I hated it when anyone called me Danny. The name was Dan."Yeah? What's up?" I responded keeping that edge of irritation out of my tone of voice. I didn't need to egg him on any more by letting him know that."You're never gonna believe what I stumbled onto!" He said excitedly. And by his tone of voice, I knew this really had to be something. "She unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. She took my hands. As she lay back on the bed she pulled me down on top of her. The stockings covering her thighs felt smooth and hot as I slipped between them. Our bodies pressed together. Once again I took her breasts in my hands, suckling her nipples, exploring her skin. I felt her heart pound, her breath quicken.Then she put her hands under my arms and pulled me up, gently, until my cock pressed between her legs. I felt her hand slide. ‘Can I help you?’ I said, and immediately thought better of it. I wasn’t in my time anymore. It wasn’t smart to antagonize they bad guys. His eyes narrowed at my tone, and he sat on the bench next to me. ‘Aye, you can.’ He watched me carefully as I sat back down across from him. ‘You can start by telling me why your here.’ He glanced at the door to the main hall. ‘And what ye’ve done to my cousin to make him milk toast over you in only one day.’ I blushed and looked down at my hands. ‘I told.