When I turned to look at Ginger to give her the readings to record, her pussy was only about six inches away from my face. I leaned forward and gave ...er a big kiss on her mound and I noticed that she was so turned on that her juices were starting to run down her inner thighs. I looked up at her and she was smiling from ear-to-ear. I asked her if she felt vulnerable and she yes and surprisingly it was that vulnerability that she found to be such a turn on. I stood up, looked her in the eyes. After that was a problem because there was only one room and a single bed. But she said that today she will sleep with me and tomorrow search for keys or any other alternative.That night I felt very happy, she was moving and moving on a bed .Timely and timely her ass was touching my penis. I was happy with that and finally I slept.The next day, I behaved as searching keys . But no. Suddenly some guest came to the room. And it was about 11 and talked to sister but I didn’t recognise who they. I watched the same process with the male victim, who was hyperventilating through most of the ritual until he was finally secured and hanging. At this point he started crying again, screaming out on occasion and writhing on the cross. He was exerting far too much energy, I could tell by watching. He would not last long. Too bad. But I had been right about the girl.The female began the dance. After a few minutes of hanging from her arms, she managed to press herself up, and stand on the. There is some tinkering the gods and I may have to do."As I expected her pancreas was making too much insulin. I had to search for the method the body used to regulate the insulin and tweaked it a bit. This would cut down on the production. It occurred to me that even doctors in my time had not known this mechanism or at least not in this detail."Well it looks like you are better. We need to do this again. You have to eat a lot more now to balance what I have done. Even if you feel full I want.