It was her friend crying, she got sick from drinking too much. She left me with a raging hard-on and some slight pain in my balls. I got up to drink s...me more. A little while later, my girl came out and told me she had to leave to take her friend home, since it was late. I looked at my phone it was 9:15pm, I knew I had to get going to be home on time. As I pulled into the driveway, I noticed that my parents weren’t home. I went inside to find a note on the kitchen table from my. I used the process on her, and then Arlene, without telling either of them. I thought it would only heal injuries, and had no idea that it would do anything else. In particular, I didn't know that it would enhance them sexually, let alone that it would drive their sexual responsiveness off the chart. Worse, they had no idea what was happening to them, whatsoever. And I screwed up big-time. This almost destroyed my marriage and our family."Jeff's voice hardened as he stared at Bill. "It started. God, most definitely, is a comedian, she decided on another heavy sigh. The sound was drowned out by an upbeat beeping noise that grew progressively louder as seconds ticked by. Karen shifted restlessly in her bed as the sound filled the entire room: Beep-beep-BEEP-beep-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP. ‘Shit,’ Karen’s hoarse voice overshadowed the noise for a moment. Still half-asleep, she fumbled blindly on her nightstand until she found the culprit: her cell phone’s alarm clock. Flipping it open, she stabbed. Ben went into the kitchen, grabbed a couple of beers and went out to visit."Nice day, huh?" The old man took the cold beer gratefully.Yes, sure is. Thanks for mowing for me, you don't have to do that, you know." Ben told him."Least I can do, I want to pay you guys back. Great of you to let your missus take care of me." Henry grinned.Ben stared at him for a moment."What do you mean by that?" He asked."Oh, the massages and all. A single old guy like me doesn't have any real outlets, it helps..