I can reach better conclusions than I could before on less information. And I’m quicker witted, too. My memory is better. My writing is crisper. I�...m going to be a better reporter. And that’s before you factor in that I can read people’s minds now. I’m going to be awesome.”“But can you be subtle?” Jake asked.“I suppose. Why?”“You can’t let on that you can read minds or that you know people who can. The mind-reading community isn’t exactly a democracy. In fact, it’s more like a dictatorship run. ”“You’re not going to be fired, are you?” Henry’s remark was met by shocked looks on my parent’s faces. They knew too well what a great teacher he was.“No…they love me there. I’m going to quit over the summer. We’ll need someone to take care of our baby.” That was as far as he got. My parents and Lisa were out of their seats in a flash with hugs and kisses and exclamations of sheer joy. Mom left the table to phone my grandparents; they came just as dinner had ended. Henry and I had to. We both agreed to give it a try, and we decided that I should get undressed, and cleaned out with a nice cleansing enema (one of the perks of anal play), and then,get on my hands and knees, on the bed, and wait for him and the party to commence. I forgot to say there were a few other friends present. My friend who was doing me was very good, and went extremely slowly. Now I had had a good deal of experience getting anally fucked and loved it. Part of the thrill here, was first the enema, then. Neverwould've thought the old Tom would like shopping for baby clothes. Orshopping at ALL." Being a parent changes people for the better," I muse as we head backto the waiting area, and it's clear from the look on Stephanie's facethat she's hoping that being a parent will change me for the better-especially in how I interact with her.When we arrive back at the waiting area, we find that we've been joinedby a few additional faces- Adeola and her boyfriend are here, as areBecca and her fianc?.