On a hunch, given that it’s you, I asked him to see if Interpol could find reports of an inordinate number of pimps, abusers. that kind of people; h...ving bizarre, self-inflicted accidents. He said there’d been a noticeable spike in Paris of men reporting to emergency rooms to get weapons and other objects removed from their rectums, insisting that they’d shoved them up there themselves, rather than telling the usual ‘fell off a ladder’ lie they hear whenever someone comes into the ER with that. His formerly sky-blue eyes now shone a rich emerald hue.As the strand of Dannie's hair slowly wafted downward, the rest of the old man's body continued to reshape itself. His neck changed from a rough tree trunk into a smooth ivory column. His shoulders shifted from broad-yet-stooped to narrow-yet-curved. Large mammary mounds erupted from his chest, dictating new contours across his faded plaid shirt. The fit of his tired, working man's jeans grew tighter and rounder on his hips and rear, while. I held the rolled hem at my waist while his fingers explored my panties. He smiled at me as he pulled my panties aside and rubbed me. My head went back as I moaned. He stopped and told me to look at him and not look away. I locked my eyes with his and as a reward he pushed his fingers inside me. I shuttered under his touch. He pushed my panties down and I stepped out of them. The cool night air mixing with my wetness sent a chill up my spine and I fought to maintain eye contact. Alex lifted me. “Wouldn’t you say that makes you feel more human?”“Yes, I guess so,” replied Dan surprised at the characterization.“You’re looking at a very small part of the Goddess. Imagine the impact of seeing all of her. You’d feel human and nothing else. All that Master of the Universe baloney gets stripped away, leaving behind a real human being - a human that likes to play, to love, to eat, and to make love.”Dan didn’t comment on what Ed had said, but understood that he was seeing deeper into the soul.