"But he still won't re-open our bond and I feel like he's avoiding me, if not physically, than emotionally. I don't know what to do," I finished in a ...ainful whisper. It hurt to be shut out originally, but this was worse. He was where he was supposed to be, except for in my head. The ache was still in my chest and it got worse when he was physically present, like the bond was trying to heal and bridge the divide he'd created but he was somehow keeping the wound open."He won't talk to me or. It was a week since Ian got out of the hospital. He was at his doctor's office for a check up. He waited in a medical gown while sitting on an examination table.He had an interesting week. Generally, he felt like his same old self who was contented to spend the evening watching TV or surfing the internet. It was a simple familiar life. However other times he would stand naked in front of the mirror. He would grab his new penis ... his cock ... and he would feel so strong and so powerful. He. ’ ‘Okay, I’ll be there. What’s in this one?’ I opened the other envelope. ‘The Dome nightclub in town sent free tickets and vouchers for Champagne to the school. It’s for a post-exams party.’ ‘I don’t know, Sophie.’ ‘I’m not taking no for an answer. Not this time.’ ‘OK, whatever you say. I guess I’ll have to show you kids how it’s really done.’ ‘I’m counting on it.’ I spent most of the birthday party with Sophie’s parents. They insisted on buying me drink after drink as thanks for my work with. I laughed and shouted, ‘What did I tell you? I could sit here all afternoon and still be dry as a bone. Then I continued over the hoots and hollers of the crowd, ‘Ya know this set-up isn’t fair. I was under a lot of pressure when I was throwing, there was two hundred dollars on the line, but here is Dr. North with no pressure at all. SOOO, I am going to up the tension a little. I have another one hundred dollars that says that Dr. North is going to miss. If she sinks me the money goes into the.