She’d been a life savior more than once, a real friend - but also one with a high level of curiosity, one that wouldn’t take no for an answer.Hele... finally stuttered, "yes, no, not exactly," and instantly knew that this was the wrong thing to say."That," Miranda’s voice was now dripping with sarcasm, "makes me really curios. How do you not exactly have sex?"Helen tried to come up with a plausible story, but an instant later Miranda was already babbling away again."Never mind, I talked to Erica. “I will be your blackmailed sex slave all this week as long as you don’t say anything to anyone about it, and no taping of it of any kind.” I finished and I could already see his hard on through his pajama pants. I reached out and grabbed his crotch and started rubbing. “looks like that’s a yes. But one more thing no slapping and no weird shit like ass licking or anything. If I say no it’s a not got it?” he just nodded and stared blankly at me. So I started it out. “What would you like me to do. Blinked again, and then laughed out loud! It finally made sense.The entire room looked at me like I'd grown a third eye. I laughed louder, holding up my hand while I waited to get my laughter under control."I'm sorry. Its just that when Ginny first introduced me to her brother Pete, I thought to myself that his parents didn't ever read comic books, or they would have never named him Peter Parkin." Everyone laughed except for Ginny's parents."But now I discover that they had another goal in mind. She had been working out and was well muscled, she could shoot almost as close as her Mother, Willow and Grandmother Tamalain, track, sense and understand the animals around her. She just didn’t see the need to travel this slow and long road.She thought back to a talk her Grandmother had had with her several months earlier, “Tama, you are special, long foretold in fact. I almost died because there were, and still are those that oppose what you are destined to do. No Little one, I don’t know.