" You know, there are people in English who do things like Old Norse. I wonder whether someone does Norse myths – you know, the Eddas and stuff." I'...ll ask." She made a note. "I wonder what Celtic mythology is." Oh, most likely the stories we read about Cuchulain and Lug and those blokes. You remember. 'The Cattle Raid at Cooley' and 'The Story of MacDatho's Pig.' And the Welsh Mabinogion. There's probably Scots stuff, too. Not merely the fake Ossian." Right. I liked the Mabinogion, especially. May I inquire as to why?" Shelby asked a sweet smile on her face. "Short story, my parents thought it a little funny to give me two first names. You have my official name as to the records but in truth my name is Johnathon Joseph Hartwell." Hartwell said a little bit of a tremor running through his body at the mention of his full real name. Yes sir," Shelby said as she looked at all the holograms. They all nodded back with huge smiles on their faces. A moment later a hologram of Thomas. We were both amazed. I said "Wow, you did it with only one fitting Nicole. You're lucky."Jane the shop's owner said "Nicole was in here earlier today. I see her friends were able to help her."I motioned for Nicole to be silent. I asked Jane "What happened?"Jane said "Oh not much. Nicole slipped and three of her friends gave her a ride home. That walking must help her keep her shape."I asked Jane "Does your store have a video system?"Jane said "Yes it does. Do you need to see it?"I said "Yes we. Every morning I would see her in the elevator at work and I would discreetly inhale her sweet perfume and instantly get aroused. It was pure torture to begin my day this way. I always tried to talk to her, but I couldn’t even utter a word when I was in her presence. It didn’t stop me from trying though. One morning, the elevator seemed to be packed but she still managed to get on and luckily there was some space right in from of me. She was inches away from me and my cock came to life when I.