I had gained his knowledge not only of how to remove a soul but how to put it back too. "It's part of his talent with the dead." So she's... ?"I shook... my head, not ready to believe what Fiona feared. "No. He says she's in a coma and will stay that way until her soul is returned to her. If he opens the vial and releases the soul though, she will die. I know he's telling at least partly the truth because I can feel her. It's like she's asleep."Fiona calmed but still wore a shocked look. "Wait, if. "Oh," I said. "I can see where that might be a problem." In fact, how many guys could keep themselves under control with completely naked girls standing in front of them? Could I?At that moment I heard steps on the stairway, and a moment later a knock at the door. Sharon went to answer the door, and two young guys came into the room. "This is Bob and George," said Sharon. Bob was tall, probably 6ft 3in, and thin. George was probably closer to six feet, and more average build. Both were wearing. Chewing slowly, I cleared my mouth of food before I spoke. ‘My only real problem is that my pansy boss won’t stand up to his supervisor. If he would let him know that I am doing all that I can do in an eight hour day perhaps my job would be easier. For once I would love to have a chief that takes up for me once in awhile.’ ‘And what is the name of this ominous dictator that troubles you so?’ he asked. Drawing on my memory, I concentrated before I replied, ‘Trevor Cole.’ His eyes revealed a bit. I unzipped his pants and pulled it out. And what a monster it was!It was so difficult for us both to keep looking into each others eyes, be professional, and stay focused on the interview so the people watching at home would have no idea what it was we were really up to.I was moving my fingers all over his beautiful licorice shaft, stroking and fondling it lovingly. Seeing his breathing become more deep and rapid, the increasing sweat on his brow and hearing the soft moaning under his breath.