Marie Anson, was sent in by the medical company to supervise the special treatment that I was getting. She was a very nice woman and told me about the...experiments on the monkeys and chimps. She said that I seemed to be progressing faster than they did, but she could not really attach any importance to that this early in the treatment. I had to laugh to myself when she initially said “experiment,” but quickly changed that to “treatment.”All along, I was still getting variations on that strange. --A week after I read that newspaper article, I came home from work to find it eerily quiet in my house. Usually my wife Jess would be hustling around the kitchen, fixing dinner for our evening meal. There would normally be our sixteen-year-old son Marcus lying on the couch with the TV up loud enough to wake the dead. But today it was deathly silent.I snuck upstairs, being as quiet as possible, thinking my wife could be in bed with a migraine. When I reached our son’s room, the noise from. "I dropped the bra and stepped backward so quickly that I nearly fell on my bed when she opened the door and called to me. I cringed when my voice cracked a little as I answered, "What?" I'm such a dumbass. I forgot to grab my clothes. Everything is folded up in those white shorts on the bed. Bring them to me?" Yeah, sure."I picked up the bundle and carried it over to the bathroom door, where Patty was peeking out a crack in the door. She opened it just a little wider when I reached her and. Maria: Okay, so we can have our food now, and then write our story. Go upstairs. The food will be here any minute.She had ordered the food from outside and it was there in 15 minutes. We kissed each other and talked dirty in each other’s ears for the time being, and when the food came, we took ut upstairs, where there was a small yet elegant dining table adjacent to the bedroom.Maria: This small dining room was built to have a romantic feeling. I don’t get that from Arjun. He loves me, but he.