Donna was there, too. You were in good hands either way. I need you to remember though, more women die from seizures every year than breast cancer. Be...st way to thank me is to listen to your doctor and don’t let it happen again. You gotta take care of yourself, Jessie.’ ‘I know. He’s already bitched at me. No more stress, drink fluids, eat every now and then and if I feel bad tell someone. Trust me, I’m good on all that now. One scare is enough. But, hey, I thought you worked for your father,’ I. Her intention was obvious and with a small shift we were now both massaging her together.I applied pressure and trailed my finger through her valley just as Allison had taught me. Shannon gasped again and bucked her hips against our hands and the moisture level increased dramatically. I pressed back through the fold and moved my thumb to find the hard knot that Allison had expressed so much pleasure at having touched. It took very little effort to find it. Shannon's was larger than Allison's.. And worked.Another slapped the face of a man coming out of a bank ... his last resort to save his farm. He'd been turned down yet again ... his farm had suffered a string of freak 'accidents.' He wasn't a good risk.Yet another developer lost his project.It took the entire 180 days for the last ticket to show up at the lottery headquarters. The old man who won collected his check, walked outside, endorsed it over to the Alzheimer's Foundation and died in the street.They drove to Sharpe Field .... By now, I was absolutely, totally, and completely positive that the Methuselah Complex influenced people around me. I wondered why my Uncle Fred kept his distance from the rest of the family if it affected people around him, making them more accepting of everything. “Maybe it only affects others if there are two people involved. Maybe it requires me to explain something about having other memories. Who knows?” I thought.“Just tell me you intend to whip Hoover next Friday,” Dad offered.