See you on Monday.’ ‘Have a good time and don’t worry.’ ‘Thank you Michael. Bye.’ ‘Good bye dear.’ Rachel turned off the phone. She l...aid back and closed her eyes. What was it about Casey? His eyes were still boring through her. The kiss on her hand still warmed her entire body. ‘Oooh,’ Rachel whined, ‘I can’t sleep. I’m so damned tired, why can’t I sleep?’ It was a rhetorical question to her self. Her hand moved to her crotch. She felt that all too familiar lonely pleasure. Rachel had had sex. My counterpart was a scientist. I disengaged the listening device and went for my headset. I put it on, and turned it on.“Doc.” I said.“Yes?” Dr. Nitty responded.“This universe is an oddball. If I’m reading my counterpart’s notes correctly, it all has to do with a strange purple stone that didn’t show until around 1970.” I said.“How did it arrive?” He asked.“There was a large meteor, destroyed by allied nations, which peppered the planet with them.” I pointed out.“That sounds like our element.”. Our lodger turned out to be a twenty year old foreign exchange student attending the local university from England named Jamal, who was black. It was also Alan who decided to have a vasectomy two years before following the birth of our second c***d; otherwise, I would have been on the pill.It all started when Alan came dashing down the stairs one morning, blurting out, “God! You should have seen what I’ve just saw! He’s the answerto a nymphomaniac’s prayers!” Alan. Now he was basically in his mid-century old and one of my closest friend. "Hey man," I said to him as I sat down across from him. "Ah, mate! You made it!" he replied happily. "Yeah, I'm here now," I said to him, sounding bored. "How are you, Max? It feels like years since I've seen you," he said as he set his papers aside. "I'm okay. But, I'm sorry about snapping at you earlier man. I didn't mean to do that." "Oh! It's okay. I shouldn't have bothered, no worries mate," Anthony replied smiling..