Oliver slept little that night and was in court the following morning to a packed gallery. He felt nervous as he looked up to see all the eyes trained...on him, and he confirmed his name, address and date of birth.The duty solicitor had promised him that he would try and get bail, and duly made the application to the judge."My client has an exemplary record, your honour, he has shown himself to be of good character and this is an isolated offence. We will be requesting a suspended sentence at the. " The desk Sergeant said his forehead furrowed into a frown, he knew this was wrong but there wasn't anything that he could do about this."You let him through? Where was his identification? Where is he from?" O'Neil said angrily."Oh, it was that Chris Beaker bloke; he said he came straight from the hospital. I don't know why but I knew it was okay to let him in." The Sergeant said but his eyes were still troubled."Let me get this straight. Mr. Chris Beaker - a known maniac - who's been under. "Nothing, Liz-- Elizabeth. I was just thinking about how tall you've gotten. You're only two inches shorter than me now. I remember when you were just a little..." Five quarters of an inch, to be exact. It's funny you should mention that. I'm working on a new device to accelerate my growth by 0.03%. If I can just modulate the output right, I could end up taller than Karen, but I'm running out of time. There are only so many years of growth left. Could you hand me that torque?" The what?" The. "this is my necessary bag."We walk to the Hilton. Across the lobby to the elevator still holding hands. Once inside I pull you into my arms and place soft kisses on your face and neck. Lightly pulling on the small studs in your ears with my teeth, then lightly running my tongue over the curve at the top.I whisper, " I just love ears. There such a good place to start." I feel a light shudder run through your body.The elevator finally reached our floor. We step out and walk down the hallway to.