Ben took a stepbackward, afraid that perhaps the mask still on Kim's face was oncemore coming to life. No longer inside the protective center whereKi... was, God only knew what would become of him. "Gotta get thatoff her now," he muttered.Ben lurched for the door handle but the door evaporated. Itsmolecules flew apart into a thousand microscopic bits of floatingsand. A hole existed in the door where his hand had passed through.The edges of the hole were loose, wavering like the rest of. "That's not a mons?" I said."No," he said. He was a he now."Uh—Sylvia—I have to go. No problem, but—uh—I have to go. Oh, and Sylvia, lose my number," I said. I set my empty glass down on the coffee table. I rose, grabbed my jacket, and left."Harlan, I'm sorry," I heard him say as the door slammed behind me. I drove back to my place as fast as I could. That as it turned out was a bad idea, at least the cops thought so: they busted me. The breathalyzer betrayed me at .12 blood alcohol. The jail. I had to taste those tiny, pink nipples. It reminded me of trying to suck Amy Trimble’s clit, back when I was in college. Her clit was small, and it liked to hide. Amy was happy with my efforts, though, and when I finally sucked hard enough to get Emma’s nipple into my mouth she whined and arched her chest. I bit the tender flesh just hard enough that I thought she’d complain.It didn’t bother her at all.“You okay?” I asked.“I’m fabulous,” she panted.“You want more?”“I want it all,” she gasped.I. It also contains other things when we are traveling," I told him and could see a sly expression cross his face, and I was sure that it meant trouble.A short time later, it was obvious that Sonsri, the Governor's daughter, was fed-up with the Captain's drinking and she turned to Chanthra."Would you and your Guardian escort me back to the hotel?" she asked ignoring the looks of disapproval from the Captain. "The Captain isn't ready to return yet, and I'm tired," she added in a sarcastic.