He moved to spear another grape when his wife interrupted him.“I thought you weren’t going to bring work to the table anymore?”It was more the t...ne of voice rather than the words which caught Colyn’s attention. The tone of voice was accusatory and displeased, something no man wants to hear from his wife even under the best of circumstances. He made a mental note of his place in the document before looking up.His breath caught in his throat. Even upset, his first wife was beautiful. Lamyra had. When I felt the urge inside me I cruised into the night looking for the zones were the TS used to hunt. I always made sure to pick up a girl when no other cars were around or giving the girl a sign to go around a corner to talk and let her into my car without being seen.So I continued my double life. Several times I saw the same girl standing there alone, always looking at me when I passed by, but I never made any intent to pick her up. Let’s say ir bluntly: She was ugly! Will not deny she. “Now,” said Jennifer. “Speak softly and tell us how you came to be here.”It didn’t take him long, really, perhaps half an hour. Both girls sat, eyes wide as the story unfolded. When he trailed to a halt, saying, “And that’s when I turned back into a boy,” Jennifer had questions. Being a bright girl she had theories for the ones he couldn’t answer.“So, do you think it was this pink powder that gave you the ... um ... properties that we women enjoyed?” she asked.“I would think so,” he said. “I. "Some more fried rice, sweetie?" June asked Henry as her hand reached out and rested on his thigh, slowly working its way upwards."Ohhhhhh," replied Henry, feeling that familiar stirring in his loins. "I love fried rice. Yes, please." Are you all settled in, Henry?" asked Ward, absentmindedly chewing on a garlic rib. "Is the room comfortable?" Gee, Grandpa, the room is just swell," said Henry with a wide grin. "And the bed sure is comfortable. I tried out the mattress almost as soon as I got.