Spells were cast. I saw them bounce off of bodies, as if they were shedding water.Finally they closed, and fought man to man. Or, in this case, demigo... to demigod. They grappled. The sun moved in the sky, and still they fought. The sun set, and moon rose, and still the two fought.First one, then the other would be thrown by his opponent. The ground shook as a huge body hit it. The one thrown would scramble to his feet, and meet the rush of the other. It was a draw. Nether could get an advantage. It passed bodies of matter that would sling it out from the heat of the star, ever faster, ever on towards the deep cold and darkness that was to be it’s eternal home. It finished the mission, sending back every scrap of new knowledge it had obtained, yet it still listened, it still looked and learned. At set intervals it would look back and send out the packets of information it still gathered to the creator. Now instead of worlds and moons, it spoke of the winds that pushed it ever further. I had gone to see him after finding my so called boyfriend in bed with my so called best girl friend. My morale was shattered.After a few glasses of wine Michael and I started talking about our fantacies, one of mine has been to make love with another woman and another is my first threesome FMF or FFF.A week later I was back in London and Michael came over to his flat he keeps in Highgate and we meet up in a pub close by. He had an ex girlfriend with him Annaliese, Annie for short. She was and. Mom didn’t ask me to give her a massage but she did put on the same leg show for me each of the next three nights. It wasn’t until Thursday that she mentioned that she’d made another pie. BTW, Dad didn’t like pie. She waited until the news was over and a game had started before making the offer and demanding I help with the dishes. I didn’t put up the pretense of a fuss and I closed the pocket door without being asked.I stood behind Mom, dishtowel in hand, as she filled the sink. Mom started.