I'll be home around 19:15." He reads the message, lets the phone drop onto his chest, shuts his eyes and ... ping. He sighs with a deep forlorn bre...ath. He knows it's from her again. He lifts the phone up to his face. “Get ready now. We're meeting Amy and Duncan for dinner. I don't want to wait for you to finish in the shower.” He doesn't stir. He can't fucking stand Amy or her miserable twat husband.Ping. “For fuck's sake,” he thinks to himself. “What the hell is it now?” “Have you fixed. When I'mdone, you'll be nothing but Jenny. Jack LaRue will cease to exist. Some partof him has already. Perhaps you feel a slight tingling behind your brain?" Imentally nodded and the tingle seemed to grow larger. "Well, that's me. WhereI am is where you are not. In just a short time, you will not rememberyourself." Impossible!" I mentally cried. "You can't-- but how-- what the--" Don't be frightened, dear," the voice changed to a sexy, almost amused tone,"I don't want to hurt you. But I will. I wasn’t going to let all that sweet juice go to waste, so I started from the bottom. I started licking his balls and bottom of his hot rod, where all the pre-cum was getting deposited. He had a nice clean shaven crotch and I love the men who like to keep their privates clean and at least less hairy, if not clean shaven. My tongue was getting hungry for more as I went on licking his hardened muscle of pleasure and tasting all that strong flavored pre-cum covering it. As soon my tongue reached. After the meeting and the few kiss-asses trying to jockey for position with her, she called Alex Blum."Alex," she said as he came on the line, "I want you to find the best stroke specialist in France and hire him to take care of Carl. I want a team of the best therapists that you can find and I want his therapy to start today. I want a full-time nursing staff to watch over him twenty-four hours a day. I want this done today and that is to be your only job. I want Carl out of that hospital and.