"Tom, you don't look a day older than the first time I saw you across the poker table years ago," a fellow card-player said. He frowned. "Fifteen or s...xteen years it's been." Clean livin'," I said flippantly, but my answer sounded hollow even to my ears.Had I stopped aging when the synapses in my brain became rearranged by the accident, the same accident that produced my ability to experience the thoughts of others? I'd never know, not with certainty, but I accepted the possibility as the most. I would love to feel her big tits and have us play with our bodies. I’ve never explored my ’bi-curious’ desires and she would be perfect. A hot young body….. licking her tits and pussy sounds hot to me. I’ve got a plan for her and I. Next sleepover it’s: ’help me in the shower please’. I’ll have her come in and I’ll get her pumped up with the shower wand as she massages poor me and my tennis soreness. I can picture feeling her wet soapy tits now. Soapy fingers are next and I’m going to love. She spends a few months in intensive care, but she has a full recovery. Calling in the Vampire helicopter saved her life, because she would have bled to death on the way to hospital. Mr Walker is charged with attempted murder, but he’s sent for a sanity assessment first. I don’t follow that up, but the criminal case never goes to court. Mrs Walker later divorces him, and she moves away.EveningBack to the hotel for a quick shower and change. I take my Muramasa sword with me to visit Mr Tadao. “Your choice fast or slow, either way will probably hurt.” “Do it now all at once I want it all in me.” I grabbed her hips again and lunged forward. She had no way to get away. Her mound was against the hay bales with only the material of the blanket to protect her tender flesh from the rough straw. I doubt she would have felt it as she screamed. “Eeiiiyyyhhh. Stop. Stop. STOP. My ass feels like it’s on fire. Oh god please don’t move.” She was gasping for air as I stood there waiting for her to.