Now that she was his, things felt right. He could probably get the rest of his life back on track… before he had to leave for the tour. Never had he...imagined that he would see Emma this way, rather than the timid and cute bird he knew from college. She was now a fully fledged sexy being. Where did she learn to move like that? Fuck, he thought as she bounced slightly, causing him to grip her tiny waist. He closed his eyes, trying to think of anything to keep himself calm. Dead babies, clowns… . "She smiled in return, ignoring the implied offer to inspect his very satisfying love probe for damage. She would do that later. "Come on, let's go, before you get any more of your erotic fantasies."Lunch was adequate, more memorable for its conversation than the cuisine. Somehow, talking to her was so easy that the food was simply an irrelevant side dish to their intercourse. They stopped briefly at his place, and she declined another offer to taste his cock, so he put on shorts and a sports. Maybe he'll help me now and then." Whatever you do, stay away from him! I fear he could be dangerous!" said the mother. "Oh, he's never bothered anyone," Jerrold said. "But your Mom is right. Stay away from him. A beautiful young woman like you..."And Valerie was beautiful, with her dark Latin look and long black hair. "God! I almost forgot!" Valerie said. "I have an appointment with my new doctor tomorrow!" The gynecologist?" Martha said."Thanks Mom!" Valerie said.She wondered how she stayed. Forexample, my brain was thinking, "So, you inadvertently wished for acertain kind of woman and somehow that was transferred to me?" (I'm acollege professor by training and I admit I sound pretty stuffy attimes.) But when I spoke, it came out: "Like, you wished for a bimboand, ah, now I am one?" No matter how hard I tried, I could only rarelysay a more than one-syllable word. For a professor of the classics,that was even more of a tragedy than my body.I was young, yes. I could have been.