. . ermm. . .’ I gestured for her to come over. I guided her to a vanity unit that contained a small washbasin and had a large mirror behind it. Pos...tioning her with her back to the mirror, she rested her bottom against the top of the unit, her long legs open, allowing me to stand between them. I slid one arm round her tiny waist and with a gentle hand behind her head, I started kissing her. She responded immediately, breathing in sharply through her nose, her lips parted and my tongue slid. . Orworse. The keys jiggling and the engine starting brought me back to thetask at hand - get Kristal out of here and someplace safe.November 28th, 11:02 PM When we were a block from the condo my phonerang. I wasn't going to answer it, but the entire trip had been insilence, "Hello..." Rachel? Where are you?" Brad... Oh God, I... Look, I went to, wait," and I realized my voice init's excited state was no where near what it should be. I looked atKristal, but her head was leaning against the. I was hoping, since I'm growing up we could change from Billy to Bill. Billy seems awfully juvenile I think." So, you are of the opinion you are becoming a man, huh?" Billy's dad asked."Well, I know I'm not there yet, but, yes I do. At least, I think I'm old enough to be able to decide what I want to be called." Hmmmmmmmm. Actually, I agree. It'll be hard as your mother and I have been in the habit of referring to you as Billy but we'll eventually get used to it." Thanks Dad. I really. “I thought you were dead,” I tell him. He just sits down beside me in silence. “I know,” he says. He still hasn’t made eye contact with me. “I wasn’t sure if I should talk to you or not.” “I looked for you,” I say. “I scoured the planet looking for you and it wasn’t for a hundred years that I finally accepted you were dead. “I’m sorry,” he whispers. He finally looks up. “I’m here now,” he whispers. I gaze into his eyes and drink in the sight of him. “It’s been seven hundred years,” I tell.