"No, sir!" Sean answered immediately. "There isn't anyone else in this world that we're interested in." And we've been living with them for nearly two... years now," I pointed out."Yes, I'm aware of that," Dad replied."That's almost like being married!" Sean insisted."You do realize that you will be married for a very long time, don't you?" Dad asked."Yes, we're very aware that Sorcerers can live a very long time. The people in the Otherworld have been there for thousands of years now," I. We thanked the coach operator and the driver for their help and headed back to my flat via my local police station. I thought that we’d kind-a solved the mystery, but both Katie and Liz pointed that a week isn’t a fortnight and they were sure that Vivian should have got in touch with one of us by then. So the missing person report was made official. There was really nothing more any of us could do, so the children stayed another day and then went back to their colleges. They couldn’t afford to. The memory of how her life had taken this turn flashed through the young woman’s mind as she waited in the wings for the last dancer to collect her freshly shed undergarments from the stage. Her name was Salma Hernandez, until a few weeks before a Mexican citizen born and raised in the city of Tijuana, across the border from California. Her downfall had occurred quickly. Menial labor, the sex industry, and taking one’s clothes off to the delight of drunken men were all things that happened. " Seeking clarification, a thoroughly flabbergasted Gale incredulously asked, "And, you're saying that you're feeling the same sort of things that I am?" "Yes... As crazy and far fetched as it sounds, honey, even though I'm a neophyte when it comes to being on the receiving end of things, instead of a dildo, it feels like I've got a real penis shoved up inside of this nifty little you-know-what of mine. However, it also feels like I've got that old trusty pecker of mine nestled ever so snugly.