Farewell and departure went quietly. Although it is like to say. We were accompanied only by a gloomy driver who was armed.

The maid after sex, very much changed her opinion about me.

Mother and daughter were offended by their father, that he did not give them any money, unlike me. This means that a father trusts me much more than his wife and daughter, and I like that.

In the plane we flew business class, direct flight to New York. The flight was supposed to last a few hours. About ten o'clock.

Pleasant flight attendants did their job well, bringing wine or other expensive alcoholic beverages. As it turned out, my sister and mother had the money they set aside for a rainy day, and I refused to pay for it, saying that we would talk about this when we settled in a house that my father had recently bought.

I had planned my time in New York a long time ago. First of all, you need to check if the Magic World to which I am used exists in this world. And then I will plan my actions.

As it turned out, we have American citizenship, which very easily allowed us to be tested at a US airport.

A nice-looking border guard congratulated us on coming home and wished us a good day. I answered him in pure English, while deserving the surprised looks of my mother and sister.

Catching a taxi in a city as big as New York is easy. You leave from the airport and there, already at the exit there are several cars.

The black driver heard the address and drove us to our destination. The city itself was not at all different from the one that was in my world. The same streets, the same people and the same buildings. On the streets, everyone is in a hurry somewhere. Young girls and older women purposefully went somewhere or communicated with other people.

An hour later, we arrived at the house. It is clear that he drove us in a roundabout way to earn more. As they say, everyone earns as he can. In my estimation, we overpaid for five dozen dollars.

The house was large, two-story, and a large garage for the car. The green grass was neatly trimmed, the bushes neatly trimmed. A stone walkway led to a standard American door. The driver dragged our bags to the door for a small amount and left.

I had the keys, and I opened the house.

Inside it was made very nice. Large wooden gatherings led to the second floor. On the ground floor there was a large kitchen furnished with the most expensive things for this time. The kitchen was in red tones. The big hall was really big. Several leather sofas, flowerpots, a few paintings and a bedside table with a modern TV.

Alina and Marina quickly left their belongings at the entrance and walked up to the second floor. I slowly rose as well. The second floor was noticeably different from the first. The first thing that came into my eyes was a giant bathtub, where four people could fit. Then I went to the room that had the inscription: “Andrey”. There was a large bed, and if I am not mistaken, it was characterized as Double King Size. But no matter how big it was, the bed occupied only the third part of the room. The big table was empty, but I liked it. A large window was aimed at the center of New York. In it I could notice the high-rise buildings and other equally interesting buildings.

“Andrew,” my mother addressed and entered the room.

- Yes mom? - I asked her. - You wanted to know something?

- Yes - she nodded in the affirmative - I wanted to ask the money for me and Ale for shopping.

- I need to think - I answered her calmly and sat down on a large, easy chair that stood in the corner.

“Please, Andrew,” she said, overwriting my new name.

“Okay,” I nodded. “You have a party with you to celebrate our visit.”

“Great, give me a credit card,” said Mom.But I just smiled at that and said:

- I will go with you, and we will take off a thousand dollars for each - I said and looked at her attentively, while looking around all the bulges and concavities.

“Two thousand, and the best night of your life is from me,” she said and smiled. I nodded my confirmation.

Marina quickly left and I heard her taking a shower very quickly. All this time I was putting my things out of my bag.

I went down to the first floor and noticed a small door that turned out to be closed. Instant Alahomora opened the door and I had a view of the most ordinary steps that can be found in many houses. The light turned on inside and I opened a small basement, or, as the Americans call it, basement.

Inside was a small, well-furnished room. A large sofa bed attracted attention. But then I drew on special risers, which were large spotlights. If I'm not mistaken, they are used to brighten the scene while filming something.

A strange hunch zabrenchala in my mind. I began a focused search, and what I found surprised me. In one of the hidden shafok, which I discovered, there was a whole assembly of various toys from the sex shop. Different latex costumes, plugs of various sizes and shapes, and many creams and ointments.

In another shafka, which was disguised as a pot, there were three cameras, of various sizes and several tapes with no identifying symbols and pictures.

One of the walls had a built-in video player and a television set and, having nothing to do, I decided to see what was recorded there.

What I saw was not very surprised. All tapes were filled with selective porn and erotica. The father played in many scenes, but the actresses themselves were very many actresses. But among them there was not one black. I learned a lot, because my father was engaged in their transportation and legalization in the United States.

Putting everything aside, I walked out of the basement and closed the door. Alina and Marina have already managed to clean up and even put on light makeup.

I called a taxi, but I had to wait for him for half an hour, during which my blood relatives managed to arrange shoes and hang evening dresses in their lockers.

A young guy from India turned out to be a taxi driver, and from the height of my experience in English, he didn’t speak very well.

We went to the bank to withdraw money. I immediately gave them to Alina and Marina and took off an extra two thousand dollars. Then my path lay in a possible magical region.

It is very good that in my past life I studied where most of the magical lanes are located in the largest cities of the world. The magical district in New York is hard to find if you are not dedicated.

I quickly, using the subway and my legs, got to the right street. Along the way, I tried to steal a wallet that had money in it, but the broken arm of one of the unlucky robbers and the heartbreak of the second quickly cooled their ardor. And for this I used the minimum amount of magic.

The right store with a variety of antiques showed up very quickly. It was difficult not to notice a store called “Entrance to the World of Magic” that name well discourages non-magicians from looking here.

There was an old man behind the counter. He had big glasses stretched before his eyes, but I clearly felt the magic from them. So the magical world exists in this world.

I smiled at him and in return received the same smile and began to examine the door, which was disguised from muggles. None of the Muggles could see it.

“I need on the other side,” I said, and nodded at the invisible door.

“Come in,” he said. A magic wand appeared in his hand. The door, obeying his swing, opened, revealing to me the most ordinary room. I entered, the door closed and disappeared.

A moment later, the door swam, and instead a new one formed. Slowly she opened, revealing a magical world to me.

On a wide, cobbled street, there were many people who wore different robes. On a large pillar hung a large poster advertising some potions.Having found the highest roof with gilded eyes, I set off ...