There were tears running downher cheeks."I hope you see now," she said, her voice thick with emotion as her handcaressed his upper arm. "It was all re...lly for the best."Flash backs of his frequent visits to her tube-lighted practice createda pageant of embarrassing moments - the injections, the probing of hisanus, the milking of his sperm, the slick latex against his shrinkingpenis. He almost smelled the rubber of her gloves, the assault ofchemicals and antiseptics.And now she cried.Paralyzed. He noticed the nice new chairs in the reception area as well as Lisa’s new desk and chair, a notebook computer on her desk, the two-drawer file cabinet, and her nameplate. There were pictures on the walls and a fake tall flower plant in one corner.Lisa walked in from the back of the office carrying a cup of coffee. She stopped and saw Doug and waving her other hand at what was there said, “What do you think?”“I am impressed but not surprised as you do have good taste.”“Take a look at your. ’ He said fighting to hold back his tears. ‘They’re alive Momma. Cynthia’s didn’t leave me.’ ‘Oh Thank God,’ Marge sobbed as she reached for her husband, she dropped the phone. ‘Marv, they’re alive. He said they’re alive’ Derrick picked up. ‘Darius, I’m taking the next flight out. I’ll be there in a few hours alright.’ ‘OK, and Derrick. Thanks’ he whispered. ‘Derrick knew this was serious. Darius didn’t say ‘Don’t come.’ Looking at his wife, he silently asked permission. ‘I’ll pack for you and. “But, uh, how did he let you know?”“My pussy started dripping,” she said, flushed. “my nipples got hard...”“That’s enough!” Niles interrupted, a blush creeping up his own neck. “I don’t need to hear any more.”It was clear that questioning her wasn’t going to get him anywhere. Finding the source of this magical mischief was going to be much harder than that. No, he’d have to do some more research, find out what sort of-... “I’m just lucky Mr. Foster is a man of god,” Nicolette murmured, breaking.