“Begin.”I looked over both papers and then started writing with both hands. Carl had seen this trick before, but it was new to Dr. Nichols and she...was interested in how I did. My eyes ranged back and forth between the two papers as I tracked my answers. “Don’t feel like I need quiet,” I told her as I wrote. “I listen to three lectures at a time. I can comfortably process three lines of thought or conversation at the same time. Most of the time, I use this to concentrate on sex and food while. .." Fly? Shoot fireballs? Cloud yourself in flames?" When Violet noddedElla continued. "Because you haven't died enough. Wait! Straightanswers. I remember. When the Phoenix - the original Phoenix - startedout she didn't have any of that. All she had was her fighting spirit.Everything else originates from it. Heightened strength. Fastregeneration. The refusal to stay down even if she got killed. You thinkshe got some dominion over fire? All that are physical manifestations ofher will to. She rubbed my shoulders from behind as we both stared at the sexy image reflected back at us. Elizabeth ran her hands over my shoulders, barely touching my breasts. Her palms gently passed over my erect nipples brushing against them. I closed my eyes and savored her touch. She ran her hands lower, stroking my abdomen as she said, "Oh my, you have a beautiful body. Your tummy is so flat, and your breasts are still so firm and perky. God I hope I can look this good when I'm your age." I moaned. Descending, I was squeezed in by a short Japanese man in front and a tall gaijin (foreigner) in the back. The short ride down must have been enjoyable for the gaijin. I felt something hard pushing into my rear, like a hard dick rising. Riding the Ginza Line all the way from Asakusa to Shibuya non-stop should be fun! I closed my eyes and fantasized about being pressed together in the Tokyo metro like oshizushi (style of sushi with pressed rice). The elevator door opened in the basement. We.