If you need something and I can give it to you, it’s not a question. It’s yours. I seriously don’t want either of you to have to make shitty cho...ces like that while you’re in school. We’ll pay your tuition in small enough chunks that it all gets paid on time, but without any suspicion about where the money came from. Books and supplies we’ll buy in cash. I also want to make sure you both have the best computers and software we can get you for what you’re doing. We’ll make some time to go. The only thing he could imagine was that his brain tumor was malignant and the surgeons decided it was pointless to operate. That horrified and surprised him. He was sure it was benign simply because—despite Dr. Punjab’s insistence—he’d never suffered any symptoms or side-effects.“It’s so wonderful to see you Dad,” Toni insisted, bending over and hugging him. The nurses, still watching, didn’t object to the physical contact, though Betty headed over to them.“Here, let me release those,” she. " Ohh," he muttered. "It's just. Well they don't."Natalie sighed, clearly exasperated. "Is this really a problem for you?" No," Adam cried. "I'm not ... you know." He writhed a little and looked at her with a longing look. "I just didn't ... well it's not..." It's affected your speech," Natalie teased and pushed past him to get to the kettle. "Are you embarrassed?"Adam spluttered and picked up his drink. "No," he said quickly and loudly. "It's just ... ya know."She glanced at him and shook her. It felt so real, she wished it was real. She eased her hands through his dirty blond hair. It was just as long as it was in real life, it feathered over his forehead. It was just how she liked it, although she liked it short and soft she loved it feathered over his forehead. She liked something to run her fingers through. She moaned as he gently licked her clit, her hands tightening around his head, forcing him closer. She arched her back as she massaged his head. His tongue was damn wicked.