He also got a few first aid items and slipped in another bottle of KY, this time just the standard kind. She didn’t see that. She did see the big bo... of feminine napkins.“Why those? I don’t have my period.” She whispered, blushing.“Honey, those are useful for other things.” He didn’t elaborate on such things as covering wounds.After there, he stopped at that gas station, now 8 deep in cars.“I want to be sure we have a full tank. Do you think you can ease the truck forward? I’d like to check out. I was acutely aware of the fact that I had shaved myself, giving up what seemed at that moment to be a part of my manliness, on the orders of a man I had never even met.I was wearing shorts, a polo shirt, tennis shoes and socks. Going round a corner of one of the big box stores, I came to a receiving and employee parking area with only a couple of cars and no people in sight. As expected, I saw his vehicle, a burgundy PT Cruiser with deeply tinted windows. I approached the van with my heart. Though he couldn't see it, he couldfeel his buttocks ballooning out. As if responding to a silentcommand, he shrugged out of his robe. His shorts were straining tocontain those mushrooming nether cheeks. He got the elastic waistbanddown over them before it became impossible, worked the underwear downhis legs, and stepped out of it. It was embarrassing to stand beforethe magic-user naked, but that was the least of his concerns. He hadto get her to reverse what she had done.Artie protested,. And the switch from cane sugar to high-fructose corn syrup didn’t do anyone any favors. Fructose is tough on your liver. It’s OK to get it from eating fruit, but drinking it straight? Probably not a good idea.”“Physician, heal thyself!” I retorted. “You drink 7-Up!”“Everyone has a vice! Yours are alcohol, tobacco, AND soft drinks!”“Is this what I’m going to have to deal with for the next seventy or eighty years?” I chuckled.“That depends on whether or not you listen! The more you listen, the.