"Or somebody put something _in_ one of them."She sat down on the steps of the building, hoping to clear the jumble ofher mind."Smells nice, doesn't it..." Brenda looked up at the sound of the oddlyfamiliar male voice. The boy was tall - six two, she knew somehow - andslender, wearing jeans and a gray Taite Athletic Department T-shirt. Hegave her a sort of half-smile as he offered her his hand.He smiled. She'd always liked that sort of a smile, boyish it was,happy-go-lucky. Always? She. It’s pretty casual.”Don said, “Was that balance intentional?”“No. I’m told that I have strong pheromones, and so I attract women. Several others have come in as friends, but the balance favors the feminine side. I was talking to Mark Worthington a week or so ago, and he commented that he had the same problem with his intentional family. He said he’s been going out of his way to meet men and introduce them to his family to see whether they make the grade as acceptable to the women. I think we. As I lay there in bed, the images started to flood my mind of my Mistress. I could see her in that room, all dressed in black. Her arm reaching back, seeing the whip come into view as she brought her arm forward with force and the whip making contact with the mans back. The man crying out every time the whip hit his skin, and then begging for more after each smack. As the images invaded me, I began to feel something within me that I had never felt before. A desire creeping in and working it’s. You need to fill in and return this signature card to activate your access that account.”“Transaction over $10,000 must be reported to the IRS. So, don’t do that unless the transaction can be supported with a legitimate source. I don’t need to state the obvious, but I will. Your prize money and most foreign source income doesn’t provide that support.”“Bill,” Jen interjected, “Is it too early to get a drink? I need one. And, I need a few minutes to digest all this.”Bill opened the mini bar..