"Mom wants to talk to you."Pam wanted to know all the particulars about the trip. I told her everything. She said she was worried about the trip but s...nce I was Marie's father she would trust me.Mike said he wanted to go shopping as well. I looked at Michael and he said okay. We left in the Jag and went to the mall.Mike led the way and took us to the stores he likes to shop. Michael and I were not impressed; but then again we weren't nineteen-year-olds either. Mike bought a couple of new. She was crying in her room and I left my home and was roaming around till evening.In the evening I couldn’t face her and I didn’t have dinner.Later next day she came to my room and asked the reason y I was doing all that and since how long I have been doing that.I didn’t reply and she asked me in a very cool manner and I started crying and I told her after my break up I started liking her and I fell in love with her.She was not happy about that but she didn’t say anything and I apologized and. I’m not going to do it this month. At all. I want to experiment a little ... and I will decide if and when the trial period is over.“But while it lasts, Dietrich Guttmacher will continue to lose testosterone and with it, virility, muscle tone, some of his physical aggression, not that he has much, but you get the idea. He’ll start to get a little heavier, too. Are you content to have me exercise so much power over your paramour and his body, particularly since he’s the only father that you’ve. The Smasher!”The mugger blinked. “The Smasher ... that’s you?”“What? I mean, of course that’s me!”He brandished his knife. “Well, I don’t care what you call yourself, just get the hell out of my way.”I grew my hands until my fists were the size of volleyballs. With a heroic cry, I swung at the mugger. The problem was that I hadn’t thrown a punch since playground spats, and had never trained in boxing or martial arts. This absence only occurred to me now. No matter how big my fists were, I had.