She just dropped the glass she had in her hand and said "Come on."It was worse than I ever thought it could be. I kept thinking all we needed to do wa... get him up and maybe splash some water on him and he'd be alright and we could still spend our afternoon making love. Or maybe he'd be hurt, but I could hold him in my arms and he'd fall in love with me.When it looked like they were going to have to get some kind of rescue team to move the stupid car I flipped out. I moved it so they could get. " She blushed again, her eyes glued to the dildo, inspecting it thoroughly."Fuck you?" I stroked her hair. "Yes, honey, I intend to do so." She looked at me with excitement and curiosity. Then she jerked forward, hugging me."Please, Miss Melissa, be gentle. I'm kind of afraid that it will hurt." I hugged her back and answered in a soothing tone"I'm not going to lie, it will hurt a little. But it passes quickly and I'll be here with you. So don't be afraid, dear." I put her back down, kissed her. “I do not claim to know anything, Fresno.”“Yes, but I know you by now. If you suggest that something will happen or will not happen, you usually speak from knowledge. I do not know how you do it, John, but your pronouncements are as good as a promise. You are more accurate than any shaman I have ever heard of.”“That is nice of you, Fresno, but I have to go collect my sack of salt and get back to my tribe with it. Give my regards to Cleema and Jenka; they are nice girls. Farewell for now, my. "Her chances of living much longer without a transplant, are roughly one in ten-thousand. It's that bad. She is, however, an excellent candidate for replacement, so I'm optimistic. Just keep in mind that she is far along in the process, and a lot of damage has been done by not having a well-functioning liver." She smiled, sadly. While she hadn't met Tabitha, she felt empathy for the child, already.I thought about her words and said, "Would it help if we contacted Doctor Abrams? Would any of his.