There were some things she would never be able to do, but things like cloak personalities weren’t really something she would ever need with her immu...ity. I still had hopes we’d find a way to get full two-ways to work, but after trying it once even without the limb swapping, Jennifer decided it was something best to wait to do once we were married.Unfortunately, the brief attempt only aggravated my pent up need. Between that and Jennifer’s increasingly habitual telepathic erotic teasing, I was. Secret object of teenage wonder, of private experiment and adolescent discovery,the Beast is the doyen of delectable desire for wives and lovers or anonymous one night acquaintances. Once awakened, it is wild, unpredictable and difficult to control. It is demanding, it is hungry, it is a lion rampant, a colossus standing proud, straight backed, and ready to dispense genes, implant seed or share interminable pleasure and love eternal. The Beast has willing helpers, a supporting cast that play. ’ ‘Maybe, but in the end he twisted my fantasy, and used it as an excuse to, to…’ I cuddled her as she quietly wept. Finally she stopped and asked me about the club. At first I was reluctant to tell her anything. ‘I’m not a kid. I’ve got a rough idea what goes on there, and because of what happened with Mark it doesn’t mean I’m to delicate to hear those things. I know men and women get thrills from a little pain. I just want to understand a little, but I don’t want, well not lots of. She looked at me and asked, “Eric, what happened.”“I’ve been traded to the Atlanta Braves organization.”“What does that mean to us?”“I won’t be playing for the Sky Sox next year for sure. I’ll have to wait to hear from them to get any idea about their plans for me in their organization.”“So, it’ll be a question until you hear from someone?”“That’s correct.”“Okay, let’s eat. We can pray that we’ll hear soon and it will be good news.”We went to the table for supper. We prayed and then talked.