“You want to tell me the story or are we playing 20 questions?” I asked as Joanie returned, tying off a rope belt in what were clearly one of her ...avorite pair of jeans. She wore nothing else, just the form-fitting jeans.“Don’t really have anything these will fit in,” she shrugged, boobs wobbling with every little movement. “Sweetie, can you downsize me for the real world, please?”I watched with my own two eyes as he tapped on a few keys (I could not see the screen) and her breasts assumed a. Cal started to stir in my arms, and eventually opened her eyes. She looked up at me, and for the first time I saw something approaching Cal in her eyes.“David,” she said softly, “I’m sorry, I think I nodded off.”“You were tired,” I said, “do you feel a bit better now?”“I feel all woozy, and confused,” she said, “I think it’s my medicines.”“What are you taking?” I asked her.“I don’t know, they just bring them to me and I take them,” she said.“They’re in the bag she brought with her,” Aunt Mary,. His Chief of Staff, a wizened ancient little Irishman opined on frequent occasion, “His Excellency, the Doctor, is also a medical man with the specialty of a Doctor of the mind for afflicted unfortunates.” The little man would scare the servants with dire predictions of doom and gloom and his frugality even in the minutest of details was notorious in the neighborhood.Doctor Larson’s seldom-seen ward, Adam Smith aka Tarzan Jr., had his sleeping quarters in a small windowless compartment on the. She screamed out in real terror at what was now crawling slowly from the dark water and tried to run for her life, but it was already too late. The two small Slimes behind her had been waiting for this moment, and as soon as she had turned her back on them they had launched their attack.They leapt at her from behind, catching her completely off guard, and latched onto her hands. The sword, which had been held in her right hand, was forced from her grip by the surge of strength from one of the.