My brother describes is a big, diverse town. He tells me there are lots of Black folks there. I looked up facts about Boston online and from what I sa..., I liked it already. People of African, Asian and Hispanic descent outnumber Caucasians in the city of Boston. I like the sound of that! Man, the only cities in all of Canada which come close to having such fantastic demographics are Vancouver and Toronto. My brother rents this lovely townhouse in the Back Bay area of Boston. It’s a very pricy. "whats up? anything I can help you with?" Julie says as she leans over to see her daughters homework.Emma pauses for a moment trying to find the courage to ask her mum about what she really needs help with. "actually yes mum" says Emma before she pauses again and takes a deep breath "what does sex feel like mum?" Julie tries to find words to describe how it feels. "how about I show you?" she says at last. Before Emma gets a chance to say anything her mum leans over and lifts up her daughters. Her lover has gone west to meet the setting sun and to mourn her, she has taken no nourishment for seven full moons, one for every three years they were together.Even the fae of the otherworld must feed, and for her to feed she must take a special lover. She casts her net far and wide, and soon she smiles. She has found a poet, and this one has a penis. When did she last taste a fine, fat, meaty cock?*Dermot Fitzgibbon looks around the room and sighs. Surgical instruments and yards of bloody. It was nothing."There was more back and forth about hospitality that Noia didn't understand. They certainly seemed to be making a big deal out of it!Finally, the High King ended it. "Lady Becky, we will talk at length, after you've had time to settle in and get with Mytron about schedules." He grinned at the room. "We can't leave our son alone too long, he's twelve. Odds are he's someplace taking apart a steam puller. Our daughter is ten and she is, I judge, off on a crag, a falcon on her.