Sari Stone: A ‘regular’ singularity? Giggles. Faustus Mortal: A black hole. Sari Stone: ah. Faustus Mortal: Now suppose A and B are different poin...s. Draw a line from A through B and out to the boundary of the expanding universe at a point Q. Sari Stone: OK. Faustus Mortal: Distancia Amiga! Sari Stone: d(A,Q) = d(A,B) + d(B,Q). Faustus Mortal: No. Sari Stone: What? ‘No!’ Faustus Mortal: d(A,Q) = d(B,Q). Sari Stone: Impossible! This would make d(A,B) = 0. Faustus Mortal: Precisely. Sari Stone is. .. And sex, he doesn't do what... no wait, I mean he's not as big Daddy... shit, I don't want to insult him... or make it seem bad... but, listen Daddy, he'll never fill me like you can," she stuttered. "It's not even close... You're... listen, I don't think any man will make me feel what you do Papa, when you thrust so deep,... you feel so different, so right... You fill me Daddy... I know I shouldn't want you Daddy, but I can't help myself... Its just you're my only Daddy..."Hugging her. Being the Don Juan I am, I play it cool. Hey, honey, how was your day?" I ask as I notice the cover to a porn sitting on top of the DVD player, and a wet spot in the middle of her panties. I suppose if I come home to this, life can't be that bad."Okay. I did some cleaning, cooking, and gardening. Not much is new." That's good to hear-she did her half of the work, and didn't even mention Mom. Maybe things are looking up. You been masturbating? What's up with the porn?"Her big brown eyes shoot. It was a warm clear night. I had to fight the temptation to stare up at the stars. I pulled into my garage, shut off the engine and closed the garage door. I grabbed my suitcases from the trunk and entered my townhouse. Barbara wasn’t there. I went to the phone; she had left me a message saying that she would return the day after tomorrow. Oh, did I not mention Barbara? Sorry. Barb or Babs as I sometimes called her was my girlfriend. She often stayed the night and since we often worked odd.