She pisses through her clitoris (I'll be calling her clit as cock/penis/dick after these) as her physiology had changed internally (according to Dr Ch...ng's final diagnose) and made her totally fertile as a male, and not a female, hence bypassing our earlier goal at all.Only catch is, she is totally incapable of producing her own semen (though she produces a little), but is able to magnify the semen/sperm strength if fed with someone's semen via oral contact. This means she has to drink. " Well, don't I get a say in this?" He kidded."Honey, I'm just trying to help with your weak nails. Don't getso defensive." I'm not. I was just kidding." And he made a mental note that heshouldn't kid anymore about it if she was that sensitive aboutit.The next day, after work, he went to the salon. When he walkedin a cute, young thing, said "We're just closing."He told her he had an appointment with Marisa, but he would behappy to reschedule.She said, "Oh, that's right, she told me about it.. ”“Karen is very lucky to have you as a close friend, all of you for that matter. She’s doing better now.”“Since my husband and I know Dan and Karen, Officer Turner will conduct your interview. The only thing I can do for you is to allow the questioning to take place here instead of down at the Station,” Leigh offered, then led Dan to a small room and closed the door.Officer Turner took Dan’s information noting his address and phone number for later on. He already knew he wanted to ask Diane out. She was walking near a tree and ducked to go under a low-hanging limb. Just as she ducked, an arrow flew past her back, tearing her shirt from right to left. God, she was lucky, again! If she hadn't ducked, the arrow would have caught her in the right side, probably penetrating to her lung. She probably would have suffered for 15 minutes or so before she died.Abigail dropped to her knees and sheltered behind the tree as much as she could while she looked for the source of the arrow. She studied.