I can’t even remember the name I was born with. So, it was decided that anyone who sits on this council has to give up their old name and adopt a ne... one, which reflects their abilities and personality. That is why I go by Nova.”I nodded to myself, that made sense in a weird sort of way, I suppose. Although the fact that some of these members were so old that they had forgotten their names really hit home the fact these guys were living, breathing parts of history.But there were most pertinent. The Black TelephoneWhen I was a young boy, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box ... I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was “Information Please” and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please. "So what is this place, amagic shop?" Exactly right, Charles," the Wizard answered.Charles was preoccupied enough to miss the fact the Wizard had addressedhim by name. "Magic, huh? Can you make me disappear?" Why yes," the Wizard said gently. "I can do exactly that." He reachedunder the counter and produced a small glass bottle with a milky liquidinside. There was a cork stopper in the top of the bottle. He extendedhis hand towards Charles and said, "This will take care of things. Fivedollars,. Oh my little hispanic wife said she would not go if we three were the only ones to be at this newly planned part there.So Witchy Woman and I alike had to absolutely all but swear and convince her there would be many other friends over.In actuality Witchy Woman and I had planned another little adventure for my tiny Hispanic wife.Hell yeah her little brown ass was going back to the "Evil Room" for another little sexual adventure involving that hot little Mexican pussy of hers!So the nite had come.