During the class we started talking. Ater class we met for coffee and talked. We had a lot in common; books, photography, antiques. She had this weird... idea that she was reincarnated from Russian aristocracy...that was fucking weird but it wasn't like she paraded around telling people to bow to her. For several weeks me hung out together doing stuff and there wasn't anything sexual going on. One day we had been browsing antique shops and when we were finished she came to my apartment. It was. ”Of course, Giles’s joking manner was his way of getting Tommy talking. Giles listened carefully for signs of slurring as he shined his penlight into Tommy’s eyes. Tommy’s speech was no worse than Doctor Giles remembered. His pupils reacted equally to the light, but his right eye tracked slightly slower than his left. It was the same story all down the right side of Tommy’s body. His grip strength on that side was weaker, and his reflexes were diminished. All in all, Giles reflected, Tommy was. Sandy had alreadynoticed his breasts were starting to change as the areolas startedto get larger. They seemed to stick out a little. A week after she had started him on the regimen, she decided totry to see if it was working. She told him she was feeling hot andneeded specuial attention. But he couldn't get it up no matter whathe did. He worried about this, but she said it might just be thathe was having one of those days. She fell asleep smiling. The next morning when she suggested. I had an hour to print my story and get it to my publisher. Panicking, I leapt out of bed and jumped into the shower. “Ladonna, where are you rushing to,” he said in a confused and groggy voice. “I have to run my story to my publisher. I promise we can talk and straighten things out when I come back ok?” I said in a hurried tone. “Okay, baby.” When I came out the bathroom, I opened the door seeing him still cuddling up to the pillow. I leaned down and kissed his forehead. Still horny, I turned.