I was relieved, frustrated, angry and confused all at once.“I could have sworn I cured myself when we first started this party,” I told Doc as I r...sted comfortably in a Bakersfield Memorial Hospital private room. I was there for insurance reasons, not because I needed a reason to stay.“Nah. You gave yourself a bigger dick, a tan and lost 20 pounds,” Doc said, checking a printout of Master PC activity. “That made you healthier, not well.”“But now?” I asked. A nagging thought persisted, but I was. She knew shed accidentally fallen asleep in Damiens bed, bed she also remembered that she had left as soon as he came in. Damiens mind buzzed with the site of Jennas ass that night while he laid in his bed that night. He was eventually rock hard, and when he woke up that morning it was clear that hed had a very exciting dream. After getting cleaned up, jenna just lounged around until Damien was ready to leave. There was no embarrassment on her part, only Damiens. He couldnt help but admire her. " Hi Rog. Wow it's been a while. What, about ten or fifteen years at least?" Yeah, about that. Last time I saw you, it was at your house on Spring Road in Station Island. I stopped by there a few weeks ago and, well I found out you had moved way back. I tried looking your number up in the phone books, tried the people search on the Internet, but kept coming up empty. I remembered that you were, and I guess you still are, married to Rick Olsen's cousin. I stopped by the police station to see. I have good news for you.’ The words were honeyed, but that made Bruno’s voice seem all the more sinister. ‘What is that?’ ‘I have bought your garments for you. They are beautiful, fit for a Goddess, and on you they will look more beautiful. I am so looking forward to dressing you, and laying you on my bed, and, especially, worshipping you.’ ‘Me, I have good news also.’ ‘And what is your good news?’ ‘You do not need your garments. I will never wear them. I have a boyfriend. He will buy my.