Just once she’d like to drive for more than 30 seconds before the Charlie-horse set in. Since she couldn’t she drove in her fuzzy, baby blue slipp...rs instead. She was already twenty minutes late, but no amount of time would ever be too late to say goodbye to her kids. Gina never knew which party was going to be her last. Especially when something didn’t turn out as Vinnie had planned. Every time it happened, however infrequent, the outcome was worse. It made him look bad. He didn’t like to look. We were told he was some kind of big Business owner, Married but no c***dren, they both were in their mid 50’s, very healthy and seemed to like their privacy. He was having work done on both houses and a very tall fence that circled both properties. Kinda strange for a couple without c***dren, maybe they had a lot of a****ls or maybe they just wanted to be left alone. So my wife and her friends planned our party for a month from now. Lorie and Marie were my wife’s oldest friends and helped with. It started to respond to the attention, filling back up with blood.My body stumbled a bit less awkwardly to the basement washroom. The light flicked on and I stared at myself in the mirror, wide eyed. "Ho...lee...shit..." I whispered to myself.During all of this I had been trying to regain control of my body. Not having any luck, I had tried concentrating on one finger to try to move it...nothing. I also tried yelling in my head, which had worked on my half-sister way back in the day when she. "Don't sweat it. It's a minor procedure." He then escorted me to a small clinic, leaving me inside a treatment room of some kind.Soon, a technician entered and took some X-rays of my upper torso. She left the room, and moments later, a doctor entered."Let's get that chip out," he declared."Will you need to put me to sleep?" I wondered. "And exactly where did they plant the thing?" To answer your first question ... no, you won't be put to sleep. The chip is located right under the skin in your.