Ask her if you don't believe me. We're trying to make her healthy, not preparing her for bodybuilding competitions. If I was trying for that, we would...both be disappointed. At this point, I figure it's gonna be a race..." A race?"Mac nodded. "Yeah. I don't know whether we'll make it to her loss target first, or we'll have to slack off because she's pregnant." Pregnant? The stupid slip doesn't use any birth control?" Mel gaped."Nope. I don't want her to, either," Mac grinned. "When she get's. ” She leaned forward and rested her hand on my thigh. “It’s okay, Troy. I am yours. I am here for you. Don’t be embarrassed, don’t be ashamed. For god’s sake, be honest with yourself, be honest with me. Whatever you want to do, I will do with you, alright? Tell me, Troy. Tell me your desires. You’ve got me soaking wet, I want to know how I can please you.”Her face was nothing but earnest, honest; I believed every word she said.“Alright, Elisa. You want to know? You really want to know?” She. Don't ... know?" I repeated the question.Jo'ha shook her head, "We have to trust in your sister, her honour and power. She should meet a similar person to help her. That person will find the way to return Sar'ha to her own body, and we'll have to convince him to help us." She said.I was puzzled, "Him? But why should it be a male and not another female? Surely that would be correct — like calling to like?" I asked.Jo'ha nodded, "I understand, it is true that souls will call to similar souls, but. With that she grabbed her clothing up to her chest and scampered out of the office closing the door behind her.After getting dressed she went back to the master bedroom and finished cleaning it. He was now nowhere to be seen or heard. She now wondered where he had gone. Once she had completed the cleaning she put back her cleaning supplies and proceeded to go to the foyer closet to get her coat on and go home. As she was putting her coat on the front door opened and a short, very rotund.