I was still lugging my lap-top around, but I certainly wasn't getting much writing done. I'd even resorted to solitaire; sad, or what? I'd visited Phi...ippa and Helen – regularly, in fact – and tried to maintain my usual demeanour, though not (as I was to find out) very successfully.It was in early October when I had to invigilate a phase test – actually, two, one after the other – and had some lunch afterwards in the Uni cafeteria. Having eaten, I was sitting staring at an almost blank page on. She giggled, and took off her dress. She turned to go to the bedroom, then glanced back at me, "and I read everything you wrote, not just the part about me." She giggled and smacked her ass as she continued to the bedroom.My heart sank. Oh shit. She had read about my bi-fantasies.I stood there with my pants half down and cock out, contemplating how my life would be much different in just a few minutes when this guy arrived. I pulled my pants up, I was at least going to maintain some dignity and. ‘Do you know if Cat has arrived?’ ‘I don’t know. I haven’t been inside yet.’ I was about to go in and see for myself, when the door opened, and Quicksilver flew over my head and landed in a heap. Quicksilver was the leader the SilverHawks: a group of space-traveling dimwits (of a partly metal and partly real genetic makeup) from the Limbo galaxy, who decided that Nashville would benefit from their presence somehow. I would agree except that Nashville already had enough drunken moronic Menudo. " What about being with my step dad? I mean, wouldn't that be something you'd want too?" Kristina nodded and said, "Well yes. But I think it would be amazing to, you know, be with you."I just stood there, amazed, not believing my ears, and then, shockingly, things took a turn for what I never would have expected.My step-daughter Emily stood up, went over to the couch where Kristina was sitting, moved up against her, and said, "While he's in the other room, maybe, you know, we can?"And Kristina.