We unzip each other’s pants and let them fall to the ground. It turns out the professor wears boxers and I wear briefs. We remove our underwear an... moove over to the bed and sit on the edge next to each other. I put my hand on the small of the professor’s back and slowly move my hand up his back up to the base of his neck which I find warm. I move my hadn up and over his shoulder, and down to his upper chest. I leave my hand on the professor’s chest feeling its movement as he breaths, the. "She'll be in bed with one of her migraines, half-cut, by 8.30pm. I guarantee. Why don't we go up to the Retiro?" But doesn't the park close at 8.00pm?" I know a special way in. We'll go up to the old Palm House by the boating lake and make love amongst the bougainvilleas. It'll make me smell of the flowers' fragrance and your semen. How does that sound?" It sounds divine." Right, I'll be downstairs in the entrance lobby at 8.15pm. If she's still conscious, just tell her you're popping round. I went straight back to the door and flicked on the light switch. A second, different sound issued forth from the mess that was my bed. My wife, Patricia was laying naked, in a fetal position on the hardwood floor. A pair of hands threw back the covers on the bed, revealing an equally naked, or maybe just topless, daughter. My breath caught in my throat. My wife is sexy as hell but my daughter, well she’s in a class of her own. He has the most gigantic natural breasts I’ve ever seen on a woman. You see without it, no-one can rule Asgard, well, not all of it." Here Odin smiled wryly.Ok Ephus thought, why am I getting a bad feeling about this? "Ok, so you sent it away, where?" I sent it to the one place that Loki would never find it. A place that is so confusing," Odin was saying."WHERE!" Ephus shouted feeling frustrated."Why you," Odin stopped realizing who he was talking to AND what happened the last time he got mad at Ephus."I sent it to Midgar, it's the one place I knew that Loki.