"I grinned at her, then eyed her naked, pale body. "And what about sunscreen."Mary laughed, and patted my arm. "Mark, haven't you realized one of the ...side-effects of Molech's power?" What?" I frowned."We're pretty resistant to flames, remember." Mary rolled her eyes like she couldn't believe how dense I was. "You got pretty scorched last November by one of Lilith's daughters. You should have been killed, but you barely had second degree burns. The sun's not going to do anything to us. We might. But that was just the tip of the iceberg. It seemed that the alternate universe was hypersexualized. Unwanted pregnancies, STDs and sexual taboos were unknown. Pansexuality, polyamorous promiscuity, and physical attractiveness were universal.Yet despite this, many things remained similar, including Dave's beloved Disney cartoon films (a passion for which his alternate self shared), of which all existed, with roughly similar stories, characters, and even songs. As in our world, they were. She then got up, and touched a spot onthe wall beside the fireplace. Suddenly, an opening appeared in thewall, and Walter could see that it lead to another room, with shelves,with disks on the shelves.Walter looked at the disks in shock, and asked with a shaky voice, "Yourbeloved was... A Librarian?" Walter had heard of the Librarians, ofcourse. When the government outlawed fiction and began to burn books,some had resisted, and hid fiction stories.Walter had even heard that at least one had. .. to thank you ... tell you that I'll repay you ... and Mel someday." Her eyes melted my heart.It was no great stretch of the imagination to realize that Rachel might be just what I was looking for - at least she appeared to be. Of course taking in another woman and a child – well what the hell I thought, in for a penny..."Rachel, what's your background?" My husband Jake died of an overdose ... all our money went for his drugs. He used to be a successful accountant..."When she paused to wipe.