I can’t think of anything in the kitchen that can be operated with one hand. So he ate bread – for lunch and for supper. He skipped rehab sessions...because nobody was here to help him with the sling.”She reached forward and lifted up the hem of my shirt. I had a rash around my stomach.“And this,” she said. “He went into the pool and wound up wearing a wet shirt for hours because there wasn’t anybody here to help him change it. That’s not 10 or 12 seconds!”“The amount of help I needed came to. My curiosity was instantly peeked and I just had to open it and see what was inside. DAH! It was red lipstick inside, but I looked at it closer and it was the most beautiful shade of red I had ever seen. It seemed to sparkle. I must have stood there for 15 minutes just staring. I felt entranced. I moved my finger up and touched it. It felt like silk. As I rubbed the lipstick between my two fingers, I was shocked as I found myself getting excited. My penis was getting hard and I. He grinned back."Don't get interrupted by waiters this way," he said.I just squeezed his hand in anticipation."Speaking of which," he began, leading me over to one of the chairs. "I believe I have some minutes to collect."I beamed and nodded in reply."I'm going to collect my first minute now," he said. "Please lean over and place your hands on the back of the chair. Then close your eyes."With a shiver, I complied. I heard him quickly slip into the kitchen and return with something."This is an. "Some people have goals that give their life meaning and purpose, and others have none, nor do they see a need. Some, such as I, have had their purpose stripped from them, and yearn for it as a babe for its mother's arms. Having no purpose, perhaps I can find satisfaction in sharing one with you." Eru, before I can ask anything of you, I must introduce you to my teacher and friend."I held my hand out to my side, and as I knew he would, Construct undid his invisibility trick and appeared before.