I looked in the mirror to check my hair. Black and shaggy, as usual. As I picked up my toothbrush I flex my arm, hoping to see some progress from my, ...dmittedly flaky, gym schedule. A microscopic bump formed where the bicep should have been. "Whatever," I mumble just before I spit into the sink.There was a knock at the door. "It's gotta be Sandy," I thought. Opening the door revealed the amber-colored pixie hair of a short and skinny girl, wearing a ratty long-sleeve shirt over a tank top. I’m going to make sure of that. So many plans. You ARE the one. That’s a fact! And after we’re finished doing you, well. You just wait.” She seemed so excited as she looked me all over.She was making fun of me because I was shy. “Plans?” “You’re the one?” Surely she was just having fun making fun of me. My nature always assumed I was the butt of everybody’s jokes and even in this incredibly odd situation I assumed the same to be true.I’d traveled one hundred miles from my home environment and. I’m guessing that an orgasm that powerful results in the release of a huge dose of oxytocin in their body – the cuddle hormone, it’s called. There are multiple places in the body the hormone is stored, but I think they all fire off at once. One result is the large attachment bonds with their lover, in their case me. It also contributed to a high just the way an antidepressant would. It’s the colossal upper. Men take the drug to enhance erections and ejaculations.”“How’d you learn all this. After six months as a full time artist, my work started being noticed. Not only was I starting to make a living, but I was also creating quite a name for myself. Unfortunately, my personal life took a turn for the worse at this point, when I discovered that Paul was having an affair. A friend of mine alerted me to the fact, and after minor investigation, I found it to be true. My dad assisted me obtaining alternative accommodation. Without Paul knowing, I moved out. Upon his arrival home one.