Soon Sylvia’s husband would be arriving home from work and who knows who, what else, probably a couple of his girl friends from work. I had to try t... get my head around this situation. I had to think about my wife.I hadn’t tuned up a furnace all day, done much of any work whatsoever, only accomplished fucking a whole bunch of times making my friends happy. It was rewarding and perhaps, just perhaps, convincing for the S.acred H.eart I.nterpretive T.ask force to join with the rest of us in. Next to that face was a hand holding a small penlight. I realized pretty quickly that this lady must be part of the ward staff and that she was checking out the reaction of my pupils while holding my eyelids up one at a time."So," she said in a voice that sounded as if it belonged to someone who had smoked at one time, but had quit a few years earlier, "you seem to be ready to join us at last."I did not say anything until she let go of my eyelid and allowed me to blink. The crusty eye stuff was. Is this permissible?”The Hero Greeter’s response was immediate and affirmative, “Everything else about this process is unusual. I don’t see why not, but for now, let me continue.”“Cassandra rates your future Caretaker as a genius. She received what you would call her first MS in Biology at fourteen and her PhD in Botany at seventeen. Her thesis was on practical use of medicinal plants of Chaos. She is your equivalent of an RN and has completed both her education and residency for an MD with an. I wondered just how big those breasts were. I jacked off more than once thinking about her in my bed.“Let’s go upstairs and check out the attic,” she said with sterile dispassion, quite like a lawyer or a doctor. She was working.“Lead on,” I said. We reached the access to the attic and pulled down the steps. I said I would go first to make sure there weren’t any hazards. I climbed the steps and pushed open the hatch to the attic. At the top I looked behind me and Barb came up with no problem,.