If you take Etta away for a while, take care of her, okay?"I smiled at the doctor, "No problem, Sir; she's pretty special to me and all of us."Etta sa...id, "Are we going to jaw all day, or can I get out of here? I want some real coffee and more to eat than a fruit cup."A nurse was scurrying around, helping Etta up to leave. She said, "Now, Etta, you know you had two eggs, some hash browns, toast, and coffee. That was a good breakfast for you."Etta smiled and hugged the nurse, "Thanks for taking. !!... Daddy!?" both sisters screamed in astonishment."Yes. I'm your Father," he answered with a continued smile."But ... How? ... Where?" Sara began still in shock."I'm not really there," he told us. "What you are seeing is an image of me. I'm still in the alternate reality where I live. A long time ago there was only one reality or universe. That was before the rise of technology, back when Magic ruled everything. At a certain point, technology rose faster than Magic, and it was at that point. I can’t stick hairy bushes. I like them either clean shaven or with just a neat little Mohican or tuft. She obviously shaved occasionally because there was stubble outside her bikini line, but her mound was generously matted with brown pubes. In other circumstances I’d have sheared her but I decided that I’d simply ink her waistline instead.She lay still, sobbing and whimpering quietly into the ball gag.Again, the 3 words were haphazard but clearly legible.She wasn’t going to be going out. To be honest I don’t know why we are still together. Ah I remember. James has the most delicious sexy body and the most beautiful cock you can ever imagine. We are both in our early 40s, while most of my still married friends complain about how their flabby husbands struggle to get even a half stiff cock without a little help from Dr Viagra; getting a hard on is not a problem James has. What he does with his perfect prick is, however, a different matter altogether. James is 43, and probably.