He sounded wholly country, speaking with the same Kansas twang as Brother Gavin instead of any Central American lilt. “Blessed be her Holy Seed.”�...��Praise your Miraculous Cock,” a blond man with short hair said. “My Krystine is beside herself with joy. She's waiting inside for you, Futanari.”“They all are,” the fourth said, a tall man with long, black hair gathered in a ponytail. “Meadow will not waste a single drop of your precious seed, Futanari.”“Meadow, what a pretty name,” I said, my. Brendan was relieved to see his father scanning street signs, trying to find Bishop Street. Turning his attention to the roads, he observed that the traffic was full of semi's and work vans, belching all sorts of noxious fumes. The faces behind the wheels were a full spectrum of color, and one and all seemed intent on ignoring his curiosity.His father cursed when Bishop Street turned out to be one way the wrong way. They maneuvered until they could turn onto the correct street. They were behind. When we arrived, the ruins were crowded with many of the most prestigious members of the archeological community and many members of the press. Krinan was nearby, talking with Flag Vaggirfelgis, our dean. She was ten years old, and about to retire."Frissa still hadn't figured out what had happened and asked me, 'Dahra, wha-what are all these people doing here?'"I said, 'Frissa, I think Krinan stole your discovery.'"Frissa stood there in shocked silence for a few seconds, then she erupted."Your. If you two are going to be serious, then we should probably meet your parents.”Uh oh. It sounded like he thought going steady was simply a stepping-stone to engagement and marriage. I knew he thought Kara should get married when she graduated, but that was more than a year away. Even more concerning was the idea of meeting my parents. That would end in disaster.“Well, Sir, I don’t think we’re quite that serious yet. Kara is aware I don’t plan to get married until I get out of college, which is.