Typing is becoming a bitch as well. I’ve had to start using a cane for my own safety as I never know when this shit will start or stop.My family tol... me that my spoken vocabulary has drifted to that of a child’s. I hadn’t noticed and had to ask what they meant. They said I use a lot fewer multi-syllable words. Once, I thought about it I saw their point. Small words are easier for me to pronounce. The CBD doesn’t erase the Aphasia completely. It eases a lot of the smaller episodes but it doesn’t. “Say my name again,” she commanded. “I’m sorry? What?” “Say my name, Eric. Say it.” “Okay, okay.” I looked at the table where the now-empty bottle of bourbon sat. “Shania.” “No, dammit,” she said vehemently. “Look me in the eyes and say my name,” she demanded. I looked at her. “Shania,” I nearly pleaded. She stared at me. “Holy shit!” she said, finally. “No.” She took a sip from her glass. “That’s not…that can’t…” She stopped. “What is it? “What can’t?” “I have to go,” she said suddenly. She. "Want to help me out?" You looked a little hesitant, but looking at me laying there in just my bikini bottoms, the girl you've known so long, you couldn't resist."Sure," you said, "I'll be over in a sec." You disappeared off behind the fence and I lay waiting for you on the grass. My pussy was wet, and my nipples were hard with anticipation of your hands over my body, the first time I'd been touched like that. I spread my legs a little more and I heard you coming through the side gate.I looked. Jimmy, he needs to die. Forget the plan and just end it."It was all I could do to stick to my guns and give the system a chance – especially when every fiber of my being screamed that she was right. But in the back of my mind I kept hearing my conversation with Rod when I'd gone to him about turning Gordon Ceres in to the authorities. Our legal system isn't perfect, but, damnit, I'd been judge, jury, and executioner too much already just getting to this point; I didn't just want to let the.