Even with a vacant stare, I was able to see that previously hidden pussy very well. My dick lurched upwards another notch."Thanks for not looking, Dad... It's bad enough to have to share things this intimate with you. Not only are you my Dad, but most of my memories of you are having to fight you off to keep your hands off me. Bitsy says you've changed. I sure hope so! Now! Let's see what we can do for you." Holy Shit!", she exclaimed when she saw my pants.You weren't kidding! Do you realize. Being in the belly of the machine that was having these oddeffects probably wasn't smart."Something wrong?" Cory asked.Robert slid into the booth. "No. Just examining the setup." There wasno point in going back now. It made no sense that this game could makehim sick along with these kids. He didn't show any of the same symptomsof whatever sickness they had. At least he didn't think he did.Besides, why would his bones feel cold and why would they be "pointing"him in the direction of the machine?. "Well, we have to discuss your business goals, so I can write it off to taxes."Jenny was relieved. She also realized that Michael could well afford the restaurant without writing it off as a business expense. However, she did appreciate the fact that she seemed to be trying to downplay the financial gap between the two of them.They continued to talk as Michael drove to the restaurant, slipping the large car in and out of traffic with ease. When they pulled up at De Antonio's, a carhop opened. "Oh ... uh ... much better I guess. Hungry, mostly." Emily looked visibly relieved and mouthed a silent 'Thank you.' He winked at her when the doctor dropped his gaze to review his vitals. Emily blushed again, but this time it wasn't from fear. 'Did I just wink at her? I don't wink at people!'The doctor listened to his heart and his lungs. Checked the monitors and his reflexes. He had him stand and do some coordination exercises."Well, Dr. Walters, if I hadn't seen the condition you were in.