Jessica was lying propped up on the bed, she was wearing only the sexiest thing we'd bought her -- a hot black see-through negligee with nothing on un...erneath it at all except for a black garter belt and clipped-on thigh-high stockings. Wow. I would never have anticipated seeing my horny niece Jessica in such a randy hot lusty outfit.I stood there telling Jessica how fucking sexy she looked, and she seemed totally thrilled as well at my positive reaction to what she'd picked out. She didn't say. "Thafady," she corrected."Thafady. Did you go mountain-climbing there, young lady?"Ana was quick-witted enough to answer: "No. There are no mountains in Thafady." Hmm! No, maybe there aren't. Though Dafathy's well equipped with them. And what is your home town like?" Akin. It's very nice." Better than anything in Alif?" No, about the same." And did you enjoy your stay in Alif?" It was very pleasant." And what was the purpose of your visit? Do you have any relatives in Alif?" Not that I know. And, as always, on Friday morning there were a few personal errands to run before starting on the next trip. In K-Mart, Scooter discovered an end-of-season sale on swimsuits; at two for five dollars, both she and Crystal stocked up on bikinis and tank suits that had been forty bucks a couple months before. "May only take one or two of these next trip," Crystal said. "But we're going to want them next year, and at these prices we'd better grab them."They ran a few more errands, got a few more. He was wearing a pair of black spectacles that really did make him look like Clark Kent and his eyes appeared a rich shade of green from what I could tell.One thing was for sure, the man was not dressed to impress. He looked like he'd just walked straight out of an episode of Happy Days. Tweed jacket. Chequered shirt under a black vee necked sweater. No tan chinos but a pair of dark blue denim jeans and black loafers.Then I saw his hands. And the ring he was wearing.The stab of pain had me.