“Go on.”“How old are you?”“Over a hundred, that is public record.”“Are you immortal?”“There is no such thing, some people live longe... than others.”“How long have you been Smithing?”“Over a hundred years.”“How long have you been building Devices? What and when was your first?”“1939, I created a forcefield that would keep the bootleggers from using my estate as a hidey hole and escaping the sights of the local Feds. Revenuers they were called back then.”“That’s like eighty years ago. That means. I think they all thought he still lived out of state and they would not see him again.”“I am glad it went well, sweetheart. What happens from here?”“We just talked about that and do want to see each other again and will just have to work at it to make it work since we are so far apart. I do think I could fall in love with him. It felt so right to be with him again. Just like it was planned from above.”Both giggled at this and then went to bed.When Mike got home, he talked a little with his dad. " I will," he said and went out the door.Victor walked back to the table and opened the next box. He looked at the new comic called 'Vampire Revenge' and shook his head as the door opened and Amber Lee came in. She was wearing her typical Goth outfit and looked so hot in the fishnet stockings, black leather shirt and shorts. Her blood red cape was draped over her left arm, and matched her bright red lipstick. He looked at her and felt himself go hard."Hi, Victor, is the new Vampire Tales in?". First rearranging the inside. Then moving outward. All of thiswas hidden beneath Mitchell's clothing. The shirt was already becomingbaggy. He slumbered on, unaware of the alterations being made.The torso took on the curves of a woman, the chest expanded. Largenatural breasts sprouted, the nipples enlarged. His chest became afantasy of his ultimate symbol of womanhood. All the while, the waisttrimmed down to a small, firm tummy. Ripped but not manly.He moved a little as his hips expanded in.