”“But he seems so comfortable discussing his concerns.”“His physiological problems don’t worry him; his bipolar disorder scares him to death...”“May I ask the diagnosis of the physiological problems?”“Yes, because you’ll hear it before we get the test results back. Our working diagnosis is that he has a congenital defect in his hypothalamus which creates a significant hormone imbalance and causes him to have difficulty metabolizing complex sugars. As you deduced, he’s on a ketogenic diet, and I. Just waiting. For what; her commitment?"Yes, I do live alone and we could do some of the consultation work there. Hmm, eh, as often as you n-n-need to." I'm going to seriously consider your offer, Miss Diggs. But to determine if you are equally serious in your commitment, I'm going to need a taste of you. Right now."Gloria was stunned. She was having trouble processing the word 'taste'. She had read enough Harliquin's romance books to know what she thought he was referring to. She suddenly felt. But there’s something strangely exciting about watching her try to sound like a sexy slut.Andy pulls the camera away from her, back to his face, looking right out to our viewers at home, selling the fantasy better than she does as he leans in a little closer to us and says, “Peter ... Your mother wants to have sex with dogs ... She’s a dirty old slut ... And you might not want to watch any more of this...”As he moves away from the camera we cut to a large, open room, with wire mesh covered. You see all this stuff. This is what has a man's sperm in it, you've learned that, right? It's what makes a woman pregnant. Except your grandpa doesn't have any sperm in his. I had an operation a long time ago so I don't have any sperm in my cum. That way I don't need a condom or the woman doesn't need to be on the pill or use a diaphragm."Then, he asked, "Do you masturbate?" I felt my face grow warm, I really didn't understand why, after all I'd just jacked-off my grandpa."Um, I sometimes rub.