“I feel great apart from a sore throat.” I couldn’t even feel the bruise I’d sustained when Jaymon Solassie had punched me in the stomach.“C...an you tell me your name?” asked the doctor.“Kevin Arthur Randell,” I promptly replied.“Can you tell me your date of birth?”I supplied the requested detail.“And do you know the date?”I told him the last date I remembered, the Tuesday when I’d been on the mountain looking for Jo. “How long have I been here?” I added.The doctor looked at the nurse, then took. I'd never been this close to her body before, though I'd watched her showering and changing many times. I'd even sneaked a peak through partially closed doors or found an excuse to come in the bathroom for something when she was showering or in the bathtub so I could see her outline through the textured glass. One time I sat on the counter and masturbated while watching her soap herself down and wash her hair. Seeing the dark patch of pubes between her legs, her pink nipples and shapely butt. " Seems like an obvious solution," Blaster called back from the lead."Then why didn't you think of it, Sir Muse?" Pyran asked, laughing.We rode slowly south for two days, staying at Inns filled with silent people. The Innkeepers were helpful, but withdrawn. We ate in our rooms.On the third day we came to a sign on the path. Written on it were Nagnang characters."Anyone read Nagnang?" Pyran asked, squinting at the post. Blaster and PteriDae turned and looked at me."You are the scholar, Gareth,". Megan just looked at me as she chewed."Sure," I said as I moved to join her at the table. I took a bit of the frosting from the scraps on the plate, remnants from the cake we had constructed for a friend's party earlier that day. A long but satisfying five-hour collaboration had produced a rather impressive castle, complete with moat and drawbridge.We had left the party early to come home and watch a movie, but the intensity of baking and frosting in a small kitchen had drained me. Particularly.