Lying still while the doctor removed my bandages and examined his work from the night before, I thought of my girls, and babies. Thinking happy though...s distracted me from the pain the doctor was causing. Every little bit he would touch, brush, or just breathe on some part of my skull and it hurt like he touched a live blowtorch against me.The second time I twitched from his touch he apologized, and said, "I was positive your bullet wound was fatal, Kevin. Your blood pressure was pretty much. There was no doubt in my mind that he was sniffing his fingers, and then when he worked his way closer to the window, I could see that his thumb was in his mouth, and he was sucking my juices from it.Then, when he reached the end of the row he was mowing, he switched hands so he could "drive" with the left while he sniffed and sucked the right. For some reason that seemed really funny to me, and all the time I was working on the banana creme pie, I was either laughing out loud or looking out. When Ihad fixed all 4 in place Chloe stood up. They looked so fucking erotic and kinky! The 4 big silverrings at the end of each chain jangled against each other when she walked.She finished applying all of her slutty make-up. Shiny bright red gloss lipstick, heaps of jet blackeye shadow, eyeliner and mascara. And the longest pair of thick black false eyelashes that I've everseen! She looked like a $10 street whore! Then she put on a huge pair of silver hoop earings and ablack leather fetish. The pain is minor. It is mainly symbolic just to please the Olympians.”“How did I get here?” I stammered. “None of that crap was real. I’m sure than none of those words were the right words.”“Oh,” she laughed, “they don’t have to be the right words. And your silly lines and symbols don’t really have to be in any particular order or shape or color. All that is needed is that you mean what you say when you say it.”“I don’t understand,” I said softly.“Didn’t you deeply desire to come to The Realm.