Ironic, the rune for time being lost to time.”“Correct. Such runes unbalance every spell they’re applied to, making them impossible to activate ...and thereby impossible to define. A few great sages in history are rumored to have forced a time spell of some kind, but it was always fatal. Those who try to mess with time either waste their lives or are painfully disintegrated.”“Well, I have something that those sages didn’t: information from my world. Just like with alchemy, if I combine the power. They had none of the possessive tendencies that always built up in girlfriends and overall were lot any more expensive. Not only that but you could pick and choose as the feelings took you. This week, a young tall blond. Next week a thirties something re headed milf, the week after, an oriental girl. You get the picture.I had discovered a new "establishment" in Blackburn, made a phone call, and was very soon chatting away to the unknown lady on the other end as if we had known each other for. She started saying, what the fuck do you think about your actions rex? I am your sister.I said m sorry, I lost control. She laughed and said, what, when I pinched your small penis, u lost control ?I got defensive and said, it is not small and I lost control because I like you. She said, I was joking.. I know you are big boy.. I like you too, as a bro and we should be jus friends. My fear went out of the window.I told her I don’t want to be friends because all day and all night I think about u. He was very stocky with glasses and a receding hairline. Not to be critical or superficial, but not the most attractive man.Robert was very pleasant, stepping forward to shake my hand, then he turned and pointed to a very young looking man sitting in the chair by his desk and said "And this is my son, Christopher."Oh my god… how old is he? I think he saw the look of concern on my face as I said hello to Christopher. Before I could say anything he interjected "I know, he looks really young, he's.