We were in my office and the door was closed.I saw the knowing smile on his face and wondered just what he thought he knew."I wondered when you were g...ing to get around to telling me," he said.I looked at him, trying to figure out what he was talking about. He couldn't possibly know about my "living arrangement." I decided to not try and out-guess him. It was something I was seldom able to do. I waited for him to continue."You didn't really think you could keep your personal life-style a secret. She batted her eyes and took a different approach. Robert demanded Rachel call him Sir. But Marcus was no Sir. “Thank you, Daddy,” she demurred.“Daddy?” Marcus chuckled. “That’s new.”Undeterred Rachel continued. She pouted her lips and did her best little girl voice. “Daddy. My panties are all wet.”Marcus approached her and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into his body. His knee spread her legs, and he placed three fingers over her wet spot. “Are they now? Why did you. ”“You know Mom and I love Suzie as well, and would be pleased to have her as part of our family.”“Thanks, Dad, you can start by helping me pick an engagement ring.”“Your mother can teach you about the four C’s of diamonds and I know a diamond importer that is open on Sunday. We can all go down and see if there is something you like. Should I tell your mother, or will you?”“I will tell her later tonight, but with a box of Kleenex, in case the floodgates open.”“You have that right son!”I woke up. "As long as mankindcan read, there will be those that remember you."Ololiuhqui sighed. "I heard the same from other humans long before theWhite men came here. I heard it from the people, from the chiefs, fromthe priests, long before Moctezuma fell stoned by his own people. Youwill understand why my people will withhold judgment on your people." Leaving home.George Harricord finished his packing. He wasn't taking much. After all,the Faerie were too small to have much storage space. All of.