In a medium-sized but well-furnished house, an old man was sat on an armchair, sipping at a glass of wine. His laptop began to ring for a Skype call, and he answered it. “What is it Johnson?” asked the man. “Sir, we have a problem,” said Frank. “How interesting,” the man said, taking another sip.

Hundreds of lamps lie dormant. It’s time to deal with them. Matt and Sophie didn’t have sex that night. Instead, they merely stripped naked, got under Sophie’s duvet, and cuddled and kissed one-another until they fell asleep. Neither of them were really sure if they’d done the right thing, so the physical intimacy was re-assuring

Matt and Sophie deal with the society. In the year 2012, 15-year-old Sophie Swift was confused. She’d felt an irresistible compulsion to go inside a mansion, where she’d met a nude man and girl. The man had told her that this girl was his genie, and that he was giving her to him. And now

Matt’s family learns the truth. The year was 1470. A young man was walking through the markets on the Ponte Vecchio. His Master had sent him to acquire some more painting supplies, though he often liked to explore the marketplace as he did so, to find things which interested him. “Good morning Leonardo,” said the

Right from his birth the boy who would come to be known as Tutankhamun was given everything he desired. Which was unsurprising, given that he was the son of the Pharaoh Akhenaten. This ease at which he received anything he desired increased substantially upon becoming Pharaoh in his own right. But in the third year