I picked mom up and carried her into the bathroom. I started the shower and walked into it clothes and all with her in my arms. The water was not that... warm. I remembered reading somewhere that a hypothermia victim should be returned to normal temperatures slowly.While she was warming, I was slowly freezing my butt off in the lukewarm water.I noticed the child standing outside the shower watching his mother and I in the shower. "I'm trying to warm her up," I explained. He looked at me and. She was amazed that he could live under those conditions and taken aback that she was responsible for him having to. The flat seemed tinier still with his office taking up so much of the living room. The new rules of their relationship said she couldn't apologize, so she bit her tongue and uttered inanities.They settled at opposite ends of his well-worn couch."So, what did you want to talk about, and why here? Or maybe you didn't get me here to talk." Her face took on a predatory look and she. I let out a quiet squeak of approval as he squeezed, parted, and lightly slapped the supple cheeks. He always loved to hear me squeal, and who was I to deny him that satisfaction? Blaine was wrong about Mark. It didn’t matter that he was older — that was just a plus. I’d never been particularly interested in the boys may age, and now I knew why. Mark had real experience and maturity. He knew exactly what made me tick and every night, he taught me incredible new things. I bent low on the bed. The labs then contact her to offer a surgery to make her age slower. She agrees.She talk to Dr Vance before hand and learns about procedure which apparently involves neurosurgery. This is scary but he is very persuasive. She is kept under observations for a week before being returned home.She has to come back in a month. She doesn’t notice any difference but was expected that.She is in with dr vance. He tells her not to move and she can’t, she panics but doesn’t. He then explains that while the.