All Bdsm activities had been suspended indefinitely as far as Dawn was concerned. But still Dawn wanted to hide when they came to my house. That conce...ned me deeply.Larry felt that we might need professional help, which could be a problem as many therapists wanted to treat Bdsm as an illness.I allowed her to hide in my room with Dianne, as I would not stop friends from visiting nor would I take any chances with Dawn’s sanity. But my fellow club members caught on quickly enough and suddenly had. Gone was my strong masculine nose, replaced with a stubby little nose that would have looked more at home on on teenage girl. My lips were thicker, and no matter how hard I tried I could not stop them pouting as if I was about to kiss someone. Even my voice was now in high girlish tones. My blond hair hung down, parted in the middle and was pushed behind my ears to keep it out of my face.Now she towered over me, her 5?6? frame bigger and physically stronger than me. She decided that my name. During an anxiety attack it is as though a part of my mind is racing like an engine without a gear engaged. When I hear that music the racing engine engages it and quits bothering me. I can do what I need to do thinking wise. The anxiety is still doing it’s thing, but it’s mostly doing it with the music. I think it’s a form of entrainment process. It’s the rhythm that gets my mind’s attention. I would love to have an EEG run while doing this but me lab rat days are over.I’m still having Aphasia. Ready for jump." Hold steady, now. Wait for them to show."The seconds stretched out... Stretched out... "Do it!"Rand had the impression that the ship actually jumped before the command was given, but he couldn't be sure. The glare of light from the screens cut off, even as it appeared, and they were once again far from their starting point."Jump completed." Homr An Inpi's voice wasn't quite so steady, this time. So, even he wasn't immune to the effects of repeated jumps. Rand had begun to.