"Ah, here we go we must have dragged this in when we got here last night." Megan said, pulling it over to the refrigerator. "what is it?" he asked. "I...'s the groceries I ordered, I told them to deliver them and leave them on the porch, thank God for the Internet, heh" she unloaded the groceries and grabbed the orange juice, pouring each of them a glass and sitting down at the breakfast bar, slowly sipping her juice. "Want some toast?" she said with a smile, looking over at Mike as she lifted. Among their other tasks, nanites flooded my brain, looking for and repairing damage as best they could, mainly doing what they could to delay neural decay, directing red blood cells to where they were most needed. They also cut off the pain signals being sent to the brain and manually forced me to stay unconscious.As mentioned before, my left lung had also been noticeably damaged by the bullet and bone fragments which had cut through the chest at an angle, peppering the surface with small. She decided now was the time, and so proceeded to land six or seven spanks on one bottom cheek and then did the same to the other bottom cheek.She saw that Dale's bottom was turning deeper shades of red far more quickly than when spanking on alternate bottom cheeks, as well as seeing that Dale was squirming around on her lap rather more, keeping her legs and arms tense for much longer, hissing in and out through clenched teeth, and shaking her head from side to side with her eyes tightly shut.. She said I had pretty feet and they would look nice with a bright colored polish. I said I would let her decide what color to use. I tried to sit back and relax but my mind was racing. After a few minutes I realized I had no other option but to go through my scheduled appointments and hope for the best. With my nails done I was led to a hair cutting station. The hair stylist removed my wig and after placing an apron on me she began washing my hair. My hair had grown to my shoulders and was.