" Mary decided that the truth was the way to go.Pop flashed a glance at Stick. "Ain't the way I heard it." We figured we would start out with somethin...g you might swallow," Mary replied."Huh." Pop's eyes took in both young men. "Equals, huh? Why is that? What's equal about ya?" They're different," Mary worked to salvage things. "It's too difficult to compare them. Like apples and oranges." What's so different? Besides one of 'em is a white boy..." Really, it's kind of obvious..." Mary trailed. “What do you wish to be called? Lord Logan?”He thought about it, then shook his head. “No. “Logan” is too familiar for a structured hierarchy.”Logan remembered Coyote’s advice.“Your true name is more than words. It is also a sound; a declaration, as if you were carving your name into the bedrock of the universe. If you found another’s true name written on a page, you would still not have the whole of it.Logan scratched his jaw in thought, then looked over at Beauty. “I think I saw some horror. As she lay back on the couch, breathing heavily, Peter and I stood up and finished stripping off and she groaned as she looked up at the two rock hard cocks infront of her. I said I needed to get the camera out of the spare room and suggesting that we all went to the bedroom where we'd be more comfortable. The suggestion was readily accepted and we all three left the lounge. After I’d got the camera out of the spare room, I went into the bedroom and found that Peter had already got the ball. “Hey Sis” I said as I walked to the fridge. “Oh, Hey Dan I didn't know you where in, Mum and Dad wont be back for another week.” Said my sister. “Oh cool, do we have enough cash for another week?” I said this as I opened the fridge and pull out a can of coke closing the fridge door after. “Yeah, we have enough but aunt Linda is still really ill.” My sister said this as she took out some pots and pans.”What's for tea then sis?” I said as I watched her ass while she fiddled with the pans. “Oh,.