I am about to have a lawsuit on my hands. I cringed and looked down at her until we made eye contact. She smiled at me, bright eyed, and said, "I wa... wondering what your next move would be. Well, here is mine." She reached out and grabbed my crotch area through my pants and lightly squeezed. Her hand was gone as quick as it came and she turned and walked away. I stood there, dumbfounded, with my semi-erect cock beginning to form a bulge in the front of my pants. This game of touch and. As clouds obscure the plane andwrap around Henry's thoughts, something happens that he doesn'tunderstand. Nothing prepares him for an in-flight transformation--butwith the help of a Canadian girl, an Austrian journalist, and a fatpriest, he struggles to accept the change.Note: This manuscript incorporates the Elizabeth K?bler-Ross model offive stages of grief into the main character's reactions. For moreinformation, refer to the appendix.Chapter 1: DenialSomewhere over Central France, the. You're not right in the head." The genius took another swig from his whisky flask as he watched his grandson fiddle with the dials.Morty couldn't wipe the smile off his face as he punched in the coordinates on the miracle device."I don't, I don't care w-what you say Rick. All the shit I've gone through... it's about time I got... went to get mine." Morty really didn't care any more. He had earned the right, as far as he was concerned. The eager young man's tongue was now sticking out the corner. Just nine weeks after getting knocked up, Brandys parents had to go to Germany for a business trip, then they were going to spend another week in Europe for a vacation, so they asked if Brandy could stay with the girls during those two weeks. Frank and his wife were happy to help them. Frank took full advantage of his access to Brandy who carried his baby in her barely-mature womb. He was getting hand jobs, blow jobs, and vaginal intercourse from Brandy during the first three days she stayed.