“Smart homes,” I snorted. That was something I never imagined having when I was Vanessa's age. But that was a different century. A different mille...nium. I burst into the bathroom and sighed as I stood over the toilet and released my urine.My toes flexed. Tomorrow would be a good day. I was eager for the marathon. I'd run it every year. Avalon and Vanessa were racing with it, though Melissa was giving it a pass. She was getting some soreness in her hip joints and had switched to swimming for her. Wo mera pani pina chati thi…Mene aunty ki muh me pura maal nikal diya…Or wo pi gayi…Is tarah humne us rat 3 bar chudai ki or nange so gaye…Subha me jab utha to dekha aunty ki kitchen me nangi khadi coffee bana rahi the.. Unki gand ka dard abhi tak sayad gaya nahi tha or langda ke chal rahi the…Ye dekh kar mera lund phir khada ho gaya or mene piche se aunty ke boobe badane laga unhone bhi mujhe kiss kiya or mere khade lund ko pakad hilane lagi…Phir hum coffee lekar hall me aagaye…Or aunty. The Dean did not answer and Mercy spoke a single word of power filled with all of her anger. The spell winged across the distance and the dimensions that separated them in an instant and slammed like a semi into the Dean. He opened his mouth to scream in terror as the minor compulsion charm took root in his body and her will slowly superimposed itself over his. He was unable to move or scream or drop the phone, he could only stand and silently scream inside his own skull while she took him. “After last night, honey, I think we can ask a few personal questions, hmmm?”It was my turn to laugh and snort, and I suppose that really broke the ice. Mom spoke up next from over at the counter. “Amber, now you know we’re into swinging. Well, a big part of that is trust. Trust and honesty and openness. We should talk about things.”My father nodded in agreement. “Your mother and I have no secrets from each other. We tell each other everything, what we do, what we’ve done, what we’re planning..