..nudge.”“A nudge?” I ask.“Noah, do you have any Oedipal issues? Are you sexually attracted to your mother Noah?”“What!?” I exclaim. “...O! Of course not!”“Good. Sorry but I needed to ask that. Ahem.” The psychiatrist clears her throat. “What I am going to request is extremely unorthodox. But...” I wait with rising impatience. Out with it already! “Noah, I was wondering if you would ask your mother out on a date.”I wait for the punchline but none was forthcoming. “A date?”“Yes, a date.” Suddenly. .”I laughed. “My semen?”Her blush intensified and she frowned. “Yeah.”“Man! That really turns me on!”“It does?”“Heck yes!”Addison laughed. “You’re weird.”I gave her a quick kiss and straightened, admired her ass, then slowly drew the waist of her panties down, her butt crack appearing, her sweet buttocks next, and as I pushed her panties down to her thighs, I saw cum staining her pad. My cock strained, demanding release. I shoved my sweats down, my cock leaping up, while admiring how her pussy. I spotted the guitar in the corner of the room and grabbed it. I had no idea how to play it but strummed anyway. It sounded terrible and I started turning the tuning pegs until they sounded right. My strum was a little less discordant this time but still had nothing about it that was musical. I sighed and my head dropped as I closed my eyes.Notes started to come out of the guitar. Chords. Melodies. I remembered a voice sometime in the past telling me, “The second place memory resides is in. We headed back to work on Monday and were happy to do so. The next couple of weeks went by fast. One of the fun things Mitch and I did was work out how to use the crystals to power a converter and a power transformer to give us two-forty-volt power in the cave.Why? You ask? Well, we needed to recharge the laptop computers I’d purchased in Brisbane of course. We had even moved things around in the storage room so we could use the crystals in there as our primary power source.This small cavern.