" So why are you living on a farm?"John spoke up then. "I hired him to go and find the children. When he learned that you had brought them back, he wa...ted to stay and meet you." So what do you want me to do?" I asked Chester as I spied Glenn's eyes wide in amazement again."I don't know. I have learned to live without the arm here but don't know if I could do that back on Earth." I could tell that he was frightened at the thought."What do you do there?" I'm retired and a writer living in. I’m a little embarrassed to admit this, but I resorted to going to some porn sites for whacking material, and that got me through it.”It wasn’t unusual for us to make flattering and sometimes suggestive comments about each other’s wives, and what he said about Megan didn’t bother me. So, I said, “Well, Brenda’s hot as fuck too. Now, this might be a little personal to ask, but which porn sites did you go to, and what did you look at for whacking material?”Damon paused as he thought about how to. I laughed and said "Speaking of that, Vicky and I have cooled things until I met with you, on your request I gather. Now that we have met, what are your feelings on that side of things?" Hmmm, Getting a little frustrated Michael?" she teased."Well, a little, but I asked because Becky will be here on the weekend, and that girl is a ticking time bomb of suppressed urges that probably will explode very soon" I answered."Ah, I see, and Vicky will be drawn into the blast radius so to speak?" she. Seized by a sudden instinct, he waddled back to the bathroom. His thighsdidn't seem to join his trunk the way they used to. He felt lower to theground, wider. But he knew that couldn't be right. Everything wassmaller, so he had to be taller. Such were the thoughts flitting throughthe edges of his mind. Mostly, he just felt with a terrible certaintythat he had to get away from that light.Big mistake.His flight back to the restrooms brought him face to face with a mirror,and his.