"Ken nodded. That was what he'd suspected. Meghan stopped trying to control her sobs and began to openly cry. Ken put his arm around her and pulled he... close to him. "So you can't go in and cut the tumors out?" Ken said. Why not?" We haven't completely ruled that out yet, Ken," Zander said. "That's why we need to do more tests and scans." I understand," Ken said. "So why can't you usually remove these tumors surgically?"Though clearly uncomfortable with the discussion, Zander answered the. She didn't need to remind him anymore, of the ultimate threat of exposure she held over him. She had been systematically moulding him to her sexual whims, and filming every stage as blackmail.She had completely feminized him, for one, teaching him how to be a sexy, provocative little sex slave for her. No matter how humiliating it was for him. She always had him dress himself impeccably for her. Teaching him all about how to mimic the feminine gestures and postures. She liked to see him. I don't get much of a chance at ... socializing." It must take a lot out of you, doing what you do," she said."You mean like in the stories you read about miracle healers?" he said. "How they exhaust themselves with the strain of touching people and taking away their pain? Well, it's not like that, really." It doesn't put a strain on you, doing it?" Nope. At least, I don't think so. I don't really feel anything at all. I mean, maybe a little something, like a little buzz, you know? But it's not. Emily hugged the flesh and blood woman tightly. Wanting to deepen the kiss, she probed her tongue inside Carrie’s hot mouth. Both women dueled for control, their tongues entwining with each other. Emily sucked in gently, removing some of Carrie’s life force through the kiss. Borrowing some strength from the girl, Emily pulled enough to fully materialize. Breaking the kiss, both were breathless. Lust filled Carrie’s eyes, as she grew more aroused. Emily was shining brightly. “I have not been.