”“Me? From mom?“ Stacy let go of my hand and stood up pretty much in my face. “I thought you booted her to protect her from me.”“I didn’... know you knew, “ I said, arms spread in apology.“She cheated on you, cheated on us, with that dyke tat freak,” she was turning red, she was so worked up. “I wanted to kill the bitch.”This was not the old Stacy talking. Chuck grew her up in some not-so-visible ways. “So I guess there’s something else you knew,” I said, looking away.“That she didn’t love me?. Fannyjandrums can move unseen among mankind--a useful skill, for these fays feed on the psychic energy of humans, and their feeding often brings bad dreams, madness, and even suicide. Usually, their victims never know the cause. She soon proved beyond any doubt what she was by reaching out and touching the head of this or that passerby. The unfortunate man or woman would stagger for a moment, as if suddenly dizzy. Fannyjandrums are formidable fays, said the hunter to himself. I must then be. As she guides the trio towards her next number, Nardis, a Miles Davis opus naturally, that allows her to show off the skills earned from hours of practise, the erotic images that fill her mind feature rather less cock and lithe male muscle than a softly feminine intimacy. When was the last time she tasted the thick lips of another woman’s vagina? Not for a long time, but her memories are vivid and so too is her as yet unrealised resolution to taste more. That Brooklyn woman promises so much and. She was easy to love and no one can blame him for falling for her beauty, her sense of fun, her apparently boundless energy. It's fitting that David is mated to Hannah's first-born."So many wonderful memories we have and no doubt many of you will also have fond memories of your own. Many of you are directly descended from Hannah and Adam and it is all the more poignant that Hannah will be joining Adam here today."While it might be regarded as a sad day, I bet that Hannah herself would have it.