Johnson.”“Oh, honey please! It’s Sandra. Mrs. Johnson just makes me feel old.”Melody giggled. “It shouldn’t. How old are you? Thirty-...wo? Thirty-three?”Stunned in flattery, she stammered, “Oh, no… thirty-eight actually.”“What?! No way! You’ve gotta be using some miracle product. What’s your secret? Come on, what?” Melody may have laid it on a little thick, but Sandra was responding very positively as they chatted.After a few minutes, Sandra turned to Mike. “We’re actually just about. For those wondering where I found synopses ofthese stories, wonder no more.I'd decided fairly early on to have the telepathic Shar-La be a rogue Titanian from the future, who felt spurned by Clark, but it wasn't until I was looking at an online gallery of comic covers that it hit me: As drawn, Shar-La could be an older version of Zynthia, whose first and only appearance was in "Lana Lang and the Legion of Super-Heroes" in ADVENTURE COMICS #282 (March 1961). Heck, she's even wearing what looks. "What are these things?" Flora pointed to my TV and other electronic equipment, such as my laptop."Electronics. This is a television and this is a notebook computer. That's a microwave. It cooks food. That's a refrigerator. It keeps food from going bad. These are things that aren't available in your world. You would have to know to make them and keep them working. It's too soon for your, er, our tribe, dear. As much as I'd love for you to have those conveniences, it's too early," I explained to. I was on the websites I usually chat on while at work with nothing happening out of the usual. Suddenly I got an email.All it said was, “Does your husband know what you do?”I responded, “Absolutely!”The email was returned immediately saying, “Oh really, how about this?” It contained a picture of some of my recent activities I had with a guy, I had met.I replied, hoping it was the gentleman I had met in the picture. A few minutes later I received another message, “No this is not the person in.