I closed my eyes and drifted, enthralled with the realization that this was no placebo.Almost immediately, the maddening itching around my cock subsid...d, melding into the heat that covered my body. I reached down and touched myself. The skin felt loose, flaky... useless. I tugged experimentally and was delighted to feel the corrupted flesh give way, dissolving between my fingers as it dissipated into the water. The flesh below felt new, healthy... and whole.I opened my eyes and looked down;. ' I thought.I tried to put it out of my mind but couldn't and eventually I just had to know what was happening. I stood on my bed and carefully removed the air vent cover on the wall that I had unscrewed ages ago to be able spy on my mom getting dressed in the next room. I peeked through, and sure enough Dean was lying on the camping bed next to my mom's double bed.'See, nothing to worry about. Mom's just been teasing me to punish me for the panties is all; she isn't actually going to fuck that. "She has other abilities, too. Abilities which arealmost as dangerous to her as mine were to me at her age. She canclearly understand what someone is trying to say, no matter how poorlythey actually say it. She can make someone else clearly understand whatshe means to say, as well. Possibly the most dangerous part is that shecan tell when someone tells a lie, tells the truth, or does anything inbetween." And when Radar... uh, Lena... says truth, or lie," Rose explained, "shemeans I can tell. "Damn. Assuming we don't get lucky again, we can't ask the public for information without tipping our hands." We could always set up roadblocks, stopping and asking everyone if they observed anything, and stopping anyone who looks suspicious," the Director of the FBI suggested.This line of speculation infuriated Tom, as he saw it as a bunch of small minded old stooges unable to give up on the investigative tools of previous centuries. No matter how much they kept reminding everyone what they.