"To us sweetie," Jenna said with a smile as we toasted to each other." May this night be one of fond memories," I added"Oh I hope so," Jenna responded...placing her hand on my knee and rubbed the inside of my thigh and then over my crotch.We shared several cigarettes and sat close together and just as our lips were about to meet, our dinner arrived.We ate, laughed and talked to almost a quarter to ten and then we got in the limo and drove to the hot new "Club Underground," a two story club where. Still, I had done nothing wrong. Besides, super villains don't care what other people think of them. I dressed and headed over to lunch.When I arrived at the lunch hall Vicky was waiting for me at the door. I noticed she had repaired the damage to her sleeve and now you would be hard pressed to spot that her limbs were not normal. She waved to me and we walked in together to get lunch. After picking out a table that was not too busy, we sat eating our lunch and chatting."Tara was acting a bit. Everyone I ever used the first iteration of the device on. This is my third attempt, and I am very hopeful, because I was exposed to the first iteration, too, even because the programming I received didn't cause conflict within myself. That save me more than anything else, actually, which is the thing that saved me. It helped my wife, too, in her later years, but not enough. Not enough. Her programming was not as... precise.”“What does it do?” she asked curiously. “Not the first ones. What does. He continued tormenting me as though he hadn't heard my pleas."Please! I can bear it anymore." I know honey, but I must do it. Just one final tug... that's it."At last he stopped. I was sobbing quietly, almost happily."It's over. The fracture is reduced," Steven said and stood up.I was physically and emotionally drained from this horrible ordeal. The pain had subsided considerably so I just lied, eyes closed.Steven drew closer and placed his hand on my brow."Are you OK?"I nodded."I will be back.