” He was more than a little frustrated. It would take him a couple of hours to recharge, probably. She would likely be asleep by then, anyway. Bu... she was so worked up, more than he had seen since he could remember. He thought he might need to see her satisfied more than she even needed it herself. Then he thought of the business card he’d stuck in his wallet. Glanced at his watch, 11:03. Mike was just off work, or so he had said. “Gotta pee, honey,” said Staci, clambering out of bed. "Kris, can you do anything about this." He asked referring the girl still kneeling at his feet."What do you want me to do?" Kris asked."I don't want her hurt anymore than she already is and this little episode wasn't because of her and you know that. But I don't want to get her hopes up. Can you fix so that she don't remember it?" Yes, I can. Actually I can replace this memory with another that in the long run will be just what she wants." Kris said with a smile. Before he did his magic though. The only real problems I had were my daughter's rape and the numerous problems that had caused her over the rest of her life, and the divorce from my wife Mary. I've always kind of blamed myself for that." Okay, so you told me back in 1979 you had seven wives and that they all loved you and you loved them. Is that right?" She asked looking at me kind of strangely."Not loved Katherine, love. I love those women with all my heart and soul and I always will. You have no idea of the pain I carry. I went to the check out desk.But to my shock...this book wasn't theirs! Apparently it had been left there years ago and no one came to claim it.I took it home and went straight to my room on the second floor. I locked my door and sat on my bed, before opening the book to a random page. This page was Titled "Shrinking".'Now you can spy on your enemies without being seen.' The writing said. 'But be careful of your surroundings...you don't want to get crushed. Think about the size you wish to be.