I entered the locker rooms and congratulated all the children on doing so well. An official handed out all the paperwork in large manila envelopes. Wh...n I got to Benyam's team last I got a hug and the boy was not concerned that he did this with his father. The boys didn't really see me as a child but a very young looking older man.Two days later the players and officials that wanted to avail themselves of the opportunity got on the plane with all the techs and some cargo. Benyam sat in a fold. I want him so badly, and yet, I don't want to make a fool of myself.I carry on walking towards the staircase and notice him following me within inches.As I place my hand on the railing and take the first step down his hand slips across my hip.He guilds my body around gently facing towards him but edged against the railings. He stares at me intently, examining my face and then my body and back to my face. My lips. He stares. My lips parts and I can't help but gently bite them in eagerness,. Dad's "It's pretty strong stuff" didn't deter Kevin. He lowered me to the floor, and read it twice. He looked at me. His "Maybe you can't do it. But I'm willing to try" caught us all off-guard. Mom and Dad looked at each other in surprise.Kevin looked hard at me. "You slapped me hard enough to leave bruises getting me to snap out of self pity. I nodded. "And you risked getting arrested for me. Or hurt or killed, or worse when you fed Dad's partners bad information on how to find me. And risked. Maddie has been around for at least half a millennia. She paused to let me take that in. But I didnt take it in. My mind was closed to this information for now. There must be some explanation other than my mother being a part of a line of immortals. For now I was just listening, trying to get her to fully explain the con before I fought it. I was born in 1940. Jean and Kristen, the two girls you thought were your sisters, were born in the 1600s. Maddie is the oldest. All three girls are.