. worried me. Phantoms were supposed to be dangerous, and yet she seemed like a normal woman, loving her husband, playing around with her friends. Onl...y she could pop in and out of existence.I should prepare an ampoule of Holy Milk. Just in case I needed to defend myself from the spirit. Holy Milk was a marvelous substance. It could reverse curses or drive back evil spirits. I had left Shesax with one ampoule which I used to restore an elf petrified by a basilisk. I never made another.I should. The second was even more disturbing, the Dark One reclaimed his dominion over the Antiforce of life ... the Antiforce of Existence.The ultimate power of judgment and the final answer to life had been given to one entity, one source.Until now he was convinced that he was the most suitable contender of this condition, second perhaps only to the One behind it all. He conceded to the fact that everyone claiming to have a stake in gaining this power had come to Avondur.Netherworld lords, entities. "MR. YOU just don't understand."I actually considered my options carefully. But in the end, the firstchoice seemed so immediately final, given her attitude and tone of hervoice. And the second choice, well with little information I had, otherthan her being angry, didn't seem so final.I said, I'd like try to understand.An abrupt "GOOD" was the response. She then walked to the kitchen andpicked up the phone. A few beeps from the keypad later, she said "Hi!... Yes, it's on... Bye." And she hung. ..Really? I'm flattered Gary but I'm twenty-five years older than you and you're my step son!Gary's raging hard-on by now had went flaccid.Heather spoke,that was some erection you had there Gary!,you do favor your father she said to him with a sparkle in her eye.With the calm soft tone of Heather's voice Gary felt his the blod beginning to rush back into his flaccid cock,Heather looked down and brushed her soft feminine hand against his again throbbing boner,how would you like me to kiss that.