Nope, no, don’t think that way. He’s your daddy, you little ho-bag! Not. An. Option. So what if Mom was turning into sort of a bitchy control frea...? And so what if Dad spent more time watching porn than giving it to his wife? That didn’t justify…What, exactly? What was it she was imagining as she sat here and apparently didn’t play the video game anymore because oh hey look there’s my hand in my pants. What was it she was fantasizing about? Seducing her own father to relieve him of the pressure. They weresupposed to have died out centuries ago. Are you daring to claim that youcan talk to the dead?"The priestess answered, "There are still a very rare few left, but wefound ourselves slowly discredited over time. Now, we practice our craftin secret and in quiet, so as not to disrupt the afterworld too much. Itwas a great mistake for our species, the day we forgot the magic of oursouls, and began to view our minds as just scientific tools. Melo, ourpsychic power, and the power of all. A.P.GAS, GUZZLE 'N GRILL CONVENIENCE STORECORNER OF MAGNOLIA AVE AND LINCOLN PARKWAYTHERE IS A PACKAGE UNDER THE RIGHT MOST PAYPHONE IN THE PARKING LOT.RETRIEVE IT. AND FOLLOW INSTRUCTIONS INSIDE.This is kind of cool. I like spy thrillers as much as the next guy. So I drive quickly and carefully to the location and retrieve a manila envelope from under the payphone. I get back into my car and open the envelope.Inside I find a bundle of papers, the coversheet says:Dear Tim,I want you know that. Hey, Keaton where you at?” “I’m down here, man.” Suave leaned forward in his seat and laughed. “What the hell are you doing down there?” he asked. “Are you okay?” “Just fine, dude,” I replied, waving his gaze away from Sofia’s exposed bottom half. ”Handle your own business back there.” Suave withdrew himself from peering over the headrest and I heard him zip up his pants from the confines of the backseat. While he was doing so, Sofia slowly.