By nowI could hear his gasps as he struggled to keep control. WHACK! A violent jerk. WHACK! ?Shit!? The cry was hoarse, ripped from him against his wi...l, a despairingrupture of his desperate control. George stopped instantly. ?What was that?? Ryan dragged a deep breath into his lungs and released it slowly, evidentlyfighting for restraint. ?I swore again, sir.? Still that hoarse, rasping voice. ?Hmm.? George was more intrigued than annoyed by this turn of events, andscratched his head. ?Looks. I guess I went too far."Suddenly he understood. His reluctance had shamed her, which was not his intent. She'd accepted his strange powers, even helped him develop them without condemnation or reluctance. If she wanted to watch, he'd let her watch. Besides, her eyes on his erection excited him. He returned his hand and stroked his shaft, emitting a soft moan."You don't have to..." No, I want to," he said, interrupting her. "I like your eyes on me." With the statement, he understood his mother's. " Don't worry I have a lady doctor friend who will be happy to oblige.And she will thoroughly check you out with a full medical first andclosely monitor you. She can give you exactly the right drugs in thecorrect dosages for the result wanted. Safely. How does that sound?" Are you serious? Tailor made. And as you say safe. It sounds great! " Good. I'll get her to pop round tomorrow. She lives nearby." That soon. But the welts." Don't be embarrassed, she won't be. In fact I can safely say she. ”Dad used a single finger to lift my chin up until I was looking into his eyes. It was exactly the same move Dan has used on me so often. I wondered if Dad had learned it from Dan or if Dan had learned it from Dad.“I’ve been having nightmares on and off for my entire life. You didn’t cause them. They are not your fault.”He stopped and looked deeply into my eyes.“Bec, I want you to say, Your nightmares are not my fault!“I stared back at him.“But last night’s one was. Last night’s was because of.