" Yeah," I said confused."We're going to let you get some rest," Dad said. "Come on, honey." Henudged me toward the door."What did they do to him?" I ...ried when we were back in the hall. "Whydid you let them, Daddy?" I was trying not to cry.Dad guided me away from the security guards before answering in a lowvoice. "They didn't do anything to him, Princess. I think it was thecombination of whatever he was drugged with and the fever. It killed thevirus but it also did something to him mentally.. She admired herself in my mirror briefly before turning to me with a huge grin on her face. "Thank you, gorgeous!" She said as she kissed my cheek. "forty-five minutes and we gotta go!" And with that she put her robe back on and skipped back to her room. I sat for a moment, my thick towling robe covering how aroused I really was. I wanted nothing more than to get my favourite toy, some lube, and just really work all my frustration out but it was a girls night out. So I did the next best thing.. Which was all he had found to polish his boots with. Logan had showered, but even clean he smelt of horses, denim, leather, sheep and pony nuts. It was ingrained into his skin, his personality. Shyland smiled nervously and Logan simply grabbed his sheepskin coat and his hat, heels clicking on the wooden floor as he closed the door behind him, keys in hand.It was cold in the broken down Honda pick up, a vehicle that had apparently been cherry red a long time ago but was now a kind of sand and. "OK, OK, I'll put it aside. But tomorrow, we do her, and this time no jokes," I insisted.Cupid put up his hand, and I (reluctantly) gave him a high-five."Tomorrow," he agreed.The rest of the day, thank the Gods, was uneventful.The waitress and the guy who worked for Con-Edison was easy. We got him right as she was handing him his piece of apple pie. Twang went the bow. The only difference for him was, instead of falling in love with his pie, like he did every other day; he looked up instead of.