.if I offered you mypowers, would you take them?"I'd been thinking of nothing else since he raised the possibility,weighing the pros and cons while we...talked, so I'd already decided whatmy answer would be."Yes," I said, "I would." Then it's time I told you a story. Before coming into my powers I wasa high school math teacher. The person who passed them on to me had noidea where they came from, any more than the person who passed them onto him did. I know they go back at least a century, but. Her legs were pulled up under her and she was hugging one of the suede throw pillow. She took the glass from him and took a good swallow before sitting it on the coaster he had placed on the end table. Returning to his previous seat, he turned and faced her."Rod was the oldest son of mama's friend Edna. She was the president of Mama's sewing circle. They used to meet at Edna's house on Tuesday and Thursday mornings at ten. On Tuesdays they would share patterns and have a show and tell time.. "Thank you." Um," I said. "You're welcome." Is there anything I can do for you?"I shook my head. "I don't think so." I shrugged. "I guess you could finish checking my lines, or whatever?" Of course," she said. She reached over me to fiddle with the tangle of IVs. I got her chest shoved right in my face. I thought to myself how nice it would be if she just unbuttoned a few buttons. Then I felt this pressure in my head, followed by a release. It gave me a sense of deja vu.Amy broke away, standing. I rubbed my hand on her fair stomach and in between, I was moulding. She couldn’t control and kept her face on my shoulders,Dr: I love the way you play with my body.I smiled and moved my hand towards her boobs. I moved her saree completely to a side and saw the most beautiful mountains and a valley. I moved my index finger on her cleavage down towards the blouse.I removed the first two hooks of her blouse and saw that her sexy mallu boobs were stuck inside a black and white bra which had a grey.