.but I took it and that's pretty much all I remember. I think he gave me another pill after that...but I can't be sure." Cassie kept her eyes on the t...ble as she spoke, apparently ashamed to be telling all of this to me. It was hard to be mad at her. She was a stupid teenager. I had been ten times worse than her, so I had no right to judge her. But, I was still her father and I had an obligation to look out for her. I might not be doing the most awesome job of taking care of her, but at least I. Without close monitoring it would be much too risky." Those are serious side effects. How close to normal would my muscles become?"Dr. Sharapova said, "I expect that repair of the scar tissue area and compensation would allow for near normal functioning, but I don't think you will be close to being a competitive athlete. I expect you will be able to jog, golf normally and do most things young men can do strength wise. With proper physical therapy, you shouldn't have pain with normal activities,. His muscular arm around the wife of one of his employees, her head on his broad shoulder. However, with Grace he had always secretly wanted her. He held her to him tightly, his hand absently running over her back. Rick, at 50, had never married. He had had his share of women though. Rick was a large, ruggedly handsome man. His black, close-cropped hair and full black mustache were just recently getting a few gray hairs. Rick had a square jaw line, with just a small cleft in the middle. His. Meant to show her that I had to punish her for what she’d done, but that I wasn’t angry with her. It also gave me time to compose myself and put on a brave front as I continued my role.“Now, my good little slave, are you going to get any forward thinking idea’s again?” I ask, though my voice isn’t as commanding as I’d hoped it would be.She lowers her head so I can’t see her face and whispers, “No, master.”Her voice is soft, barely audible, yet somehow I don't believe a word of it. I smile to.