“Wait. While writing is vital to my life, I’ve been unable to write for some time. If my creativity is tied to my illness, then if you could ... s...y, trim it a bit, only taking off enough to make me productive again would be perfect.”Phil considered her, evaluating her suggestion.“Yeah, that makes sense. I think I can determine which affect your creativity and which cause you problems. It’ll be tricky only removing the negative individuals without alerting the helpful ones. Let me see what I. .. Carol sighed"It was OK... but toooo big... I loved taking him, damn he stretched me... but once was enough... I prefer my darling husbands cock by far."Patty giggled and said,"I can see why... I sure enjoyed it... thanks for sharing... , while we are on the subject, why don't the two of you join the four of us for dinner tonight... and then after... ?"Patty pointed out Bob, Betty and Pete. Carol smiled and licked her lips and said,"Sounds like fun... OK with you honey?" Love to."We were. I need help. Please send her as soon as you can." I'll get back to you on that. In the meantime, here is Mr Mies."The general's face was replaced by the image of a heavy-set man with dark hair. He was sitting at a desk that was clearly in the Neo-Tantra offices, but he quickly zoomed the view to his upper body, as was common courtesy."Good morning, Ms Whiteside," he said, "I'm afraid it's rather early where you are. Sorry about that." Call me Pru, please. Anyway, the general got my attention. "Jack smiles at me and says, "Okay soccer mom, what do you have?"I smile back and begin, "Megan is no longer in Venezuela, and we wonder if perhaps she might have come back here and been instrumental in the release of Jennifer's mother, Evelyn, from the mental hospital."Jennifer questions, "How did you know about Evelyn? And who is this 'we'?"Jack saves me by saying, "Jens, just as Masha has never asked me for information, we do not ask Masha where she gets her information. Okay, let's suppose.