As we all enter the 'TS' centers main doors, Otto takes note of Violetsitting happily on my shoulder and asks "Rohanna? Can we run tests onyour Pixie?... I say no!....But Violet has her own will and can if she wants too? AsI don't 'own' her!" I tell him and ask her at the same time."Well small one?" he asks her "what is your answer?" I would only do it....if it helped her AND I can not see how thishuman 'THING' being done to me can?" her small voice makes itsdispleasure known."We can pay Rohanna. I mean, not an ad, not a bill, but personal communication." That's what e-mail is for, Dad," Susan laughed. "How many letters did I send you from Germany?" Not enough," he shook his head. "You were pretty good about sending e-mails, but I'm old fashioned enough that I still appreciate a real letter. But Susan, I need to talk to you about something else. I've got something I need you to do for us tomorrow morning. Well, not for us, for the paper." Sure, Dad," she smiled. "What is it?" Long. Additionally, there was no Reformation with all of the bickering and fighting that it produced."The other major religion in your reality - Islam - had a good start in some areas, but the Persians suppressed it in their usual brutal way when it outlawed Magic. They weren't about to give up their power and position in the world for a religion founded by an Arab!" Grandfather told us with a grin. It was the first that we had seen from him since he had entered the room."We haven't had the French. Alana and Ian were having a greattime making out like teenagers. Ian was massaging mywife’s tits and reaching under her skirt while Alanacontinued to hold and stroke his massive dick.When we arrived at the hotel, Ian had a difficult timetucking his cock back into his pants as he and Alanastraighten themselves up for the walk to our room. As wewalked through the lobby both Ian and I had to walkslightly hunched over to hide the tents that had grownin our pants.Once in the room, Alana wasted.