“Well, technically you’re coming off a d**g, a high dose of endorphins.” I informed him. “Here take a little water.” I instructed, holding a...bottle to his lips. After he’d drank some water, I asked “how are you feeling? Any discomfort in your arms or legs.” “No I feel good, kinda washed out but not in a bad way at all. I think I remember everything, but after awhile it was like I was detached from what was happening.” He seemed to think for a moment, “when can you do that to me again?” I. Whoever he could not see so he tried to call outfor Ema and found he could not talk. After a few minutes his visionstarted coming back to him a little at a time. He still could not talkbut decided rather than lay there he needed to try and get up.As John rolled over he felt different. He did not know what it was atfirst but his body had changed. As he tried to get up on his hands andknees he knew something was wrong. He felt unbalanced balanced andawkward as if he had just finished spinning. You've done very well for yourself. I've heard stories about you all over campus." Jill said."What sort of stories? All bad, I'll bet." Susan chuckled, trying to instill lightness into the mood, which was electric."Not at all. They say you are not only smart, but wise. And you never hear professors speak that way of an undergrad." Jill said."I've been lucky." Susan said, looking down, trying to dismiss the compliment."Perhaps. But I don't think that's all. You have a power about you. I felt it. To reply Josh had to imaging Shelley, in a state of undress, wearing these outfits. Josh found himself developing an erection, as his thoughts of Shelley in these outfits, filled his mind. Josh was relieved when Shelley had finally decided on a couple of purchases and they could leave the shop. At the end of a long day shopping, Shelley has accumulated several bags, while Josh has just two containing a new pair of jeans and a shirt he liked. Shelley had a broad smile on her face, as she was.