Uh ... did we meet? M-My boss, she ... she summoned a spirit like you before, and—”“Oh! Oh oh. I know you. Friend spoke of you, spoke of visit t... Gurihal. Do you want to speak to Safe of Grey Street?”“Grey Street?” She clapped a couple times, before she forced down her rising giggles. “That’s where my home is.”“Safe of Grey Street has spoken of their visit. And they spoke of you. They’ve visited you before, hiding in Twilight while you were young. I will take you to them.”Safe had visited her. "Do you have to ask, Uncle John?" She chuckled softly. Her hands loosely held my forearm, directing my steady thrusts.She lifted her hips a little, closed her eyes for a moment while mystical smile spread over her face. I knew she was having a rush. I used it, unclenching my hand, and cupping my fingers up to caress her g-spot. She shook and her eyes blazed open. I drew out my thumb so that I could use it on her clit as I massaged the special place. Her eyes widened yet further, her pelvis. "Didyou finish the song?"I finished chewing before I responded. "As much as I can alone. I want toget together with the band and finish it so we can use it on the tour."Dad nodded. "We'll need to come up with some other songs too if we wantto fill the show's timeframe. We might have to do some covers, but thatisn't necessarily a bad thing." Okay," I replied and took another bite."Your album was quite a hit yesterday," he said next. From the excitementon his face I knew that this was what he had. She said: Yes, I did masturbate while watching porn, but I find it odd to discuss it with you.I said: We were discussing sex for more than an hour last night. What’s there to feel odd about?She said: Yeah, I remember. But it was the alcohol that blinded my thinking and I talked about all that stuff.I said: I am thankful to that alcohol then. Now, we can discuss sex stuff also on top of all the other things which we discuss.My sali was still feeling a little uncomfortable about the word.