Grandfather went into the office Monday afternoon and I went to Juilliard. I had left a message with Heather that I wouldn't be in before class.Grandf...ther and I had talked about Karen on the flight back. He suggested I help her, but not get involved. I called Dorothy and she told me her doctor had said it would be a week or two weeks until she delivered. She was miserable in the Alabama heat."Is there anything I can do to help?" No, Ania is a big help. I appreciate the cleaning help from the. I yanked on it, and it wasreal, longer than before, extending past my shoulders. I'd lost at leastthirty pounds, and, save for my hips, I was slimmer everywhere. My eyeswere now blue, and my face was recognizable -- barely -- as the old me,but I looked something like a Mengstrom, too."Why? Why did you do this to me?"She really looked at me then, and, for the first time, I saw doubt."I thought you would take this better. You were very comfortable being awoman in the bar and at the party." Let me. END OF PART 1Don't Be a Hero PART 2 Forty-eight hours passed before Kenny was starting to regainconsciousness. Dejected and upset Larry had already went back home todeliver the news to Kenny's Fianc? Katie. Kenny was flown on a privatejet to a former eastern bloc country. As the drug's effects were wearingoff Kenny started to regain some senses. He could smell mildew andhospital cleaner, lights would flicker around him periodically. He wastied down on at least three separate points on his body.. The first time is always the quickest."That's it baby, pump that fucking cock down her throat and make her TASTE it"One more groan from John and then that big, grasping PUSH. I knew he was shooting a huge wad down her hot little throat. Without losing pace, she swallowed it all as I continued rubbing her pussy through her soaking wet pants.When she stood, I slowly turned her around and, placing my hands around her waist, brought my lips to hers; parting her hot mouth with my tongue; searching.