I forced my awareness into his body and was immediately regretful. SO squishy! His mind was shut down due to alcohol. It made it easier for me to slip...in the cracks and set up house. From here I could start tweaking his anatomy. I manipulated glands and hormone production to burn fat and gain muscle. I had to expand some magical energy to get him a respectable eight inches below the belt. I could have done these things slowly and carefully but the bitch that bound me only said I had to serve. ”That’s not an answer, Jesse.”Jesse summoned up every bit of brain power he had, and replied, ”yes, I do like that very much, but I don’t seem to have the power of speech when I’m feeling — you know — good.”“Aww.. poor Jesse. So we need to make you feel bad, if we want to talk to you during sex?”“umm. I guess so.”“Oh well.. If you fuck good enough, conversation is not really that important. Do You?”“Huh?”“Do you Fuck Good Enough??”“Uh..I don’t know…“I’m supposed to let you just marry my. In reality, Jim wanted to see her because he was feeling guilty. He had been thinking how he had taken all the pleasure; he wanted to return the favor.At 5:30 Jenny tapped on Jim's office door and looked in. Fortunately Darlene was gone for the day."Hi," he said as she walked into his office. She looked great as usual, wearing a short, tight skirt with a white blouse. Very simple but it looked great on her. "Close the door," he told her.Jenny looked surprised but turned and pushed the door. ” He grinned at her. They danced one more dance.“Want another drink?” he asked. Really, she didn’t yet. She needed to pace herself. Her third would be her last, and even that would mean hoping she wasn’t stopped on her way home. She was conscious that her small frame could hold less than his massive one.“Not really,” she said. “I like to keep a clear head.”“Well,” he said. “We could get Cokes.” She liked that ‘we.’ He wanted to stay with her even if it meant sobriety. “Or we could keep.