As she emerged from the bath, I said, 'Oh, man Jen; I don't think I can watch that other movie. I'm pretty trashed. No more beers for me.''AW! Bullshi..., Andy! You said we'd stay in and party so that's what you're gonna do! There's plenty more beers and it's early! C'mon!' 'Ok, Ok, I'll have one more. But I'm really beat.' As I drained my beer and got up off the couch to get another I stumbled a bit, trying to create the impression that I was sloshed. Jen laughed. 'Wow, you really are drunk!''I. But things were different now. Now that she had use of both arms again, I no longer had a reason to visit her in the bathroom anymore. I shaved her because she needed me, because I was her brother, because I knew I was helping her, improving her appearance and her sexual confidence. Yes, I ate her out, but only because the allure of her shaven pussy was too much to bear, too much to resist. I often hoped that she would reciprocate, but it seemed the deal only went one way. As soon as I had. He can hear the men in the distance, their shouts of battle ring across the hillside and he feels a pang of guilt that he will be leaving them on such short notice. He tells himself it is only for a night or two, his concern lies with her safety and he cannot find peace until he is certain she is alive and well."Commander!" He flags down the man in charge of overseeing the men."What is it Lieutenant?" I must go for a day or two. There are things I need to take care of. Can you spare me?" It is. The weird partthough was your brain waves though. Parts of your brain that don'tnormally work were working, and the parts that normally work were goinghaywire. How do you feel, mentally?" Normal, I guess," I told her. I suppose the diagnosis was basicallywhat I should have expected."Well, your doctor should be getting in in about twenty minutes, and wealready called your mom so she should be on her way. You just get somerest right now, you have a long day ahead of you," she stated.With that the.