M. In your father's office this evening. Don't be late." Damon threw over his shoulder and was gone."Shit shit shit!" Tristan muttered to himslelf. Wh... couldn't he shut his big mouth? What he had said was downright cruel. In a way, because of that, he knew he had to meet Damon as he had requested. He was feeling downright guilty. Dammit!************************************************************************************As Damon got into his sleek black Jaguar XF and sped off, he was fuming. He. The personal details of Talis and her new host weren't widely known and it was a long way to Mercia; I couldn't blame Helena for being surprised. It would have been an interesting idea if the Duchess had been a real girl, a human girl, and we could have produced a child. Our alien parasites, for lack of a better word, could only reproduce through the same host species.I could father a thousand children and not one would contain a trace of Tristam. Likewise, a female host could deliver a dozen. It was still only lunchtime, but they both fell asleep."Wake up, Tommy," Amber said, shaking Tommy's shoulder. "I made you a sandwich."Tommy's sleepy eyes partially opened. Amber was putting his drink on the bedside drawers. She was bending over, and Tommy could see his mother's breasts and pointy nipples down her loose top."Here you go, darling," Amber said. She handed Tommy the plate of sandwiches and climbed onto the bed."Mom, are we okay now?" Amber asked Tommy what he meant. "You are not. " I hoped that Brian wouldn't press the issueas there was no way I could explain why or how I saw Andy as Brenda.Fortunately for me Helen, now Christopher changed the subject."You need to update your PDA's to show your alias," Christopherexplained. "It certainly will make it easier to work out who peopleare."Lewis, now Anne, and Brian, now Brenda both pulled out their PDA's."Something's wrong with mine," started Anne. "Mine is showing inFrench." So is mine," added Brenda."Ours are too,".