Primary... mmph... abilities are for... umph... giving you any physical..." she took him all the way in again and he could feel her tongue swirl aroun...d him. She pulled out again and continued, "... or mental pleasure." Ugh... I got that part. What else..."Dawn kept up her messy tongue bath as she continued, "I can change your... slurp... appearance as well as my own... slurp... to anything you like. Mmph..." she moaned as she took his head and swirled her tongue around it again. "I can. After a moment, Anna joined me. She asked, “Would you mind joining my brother when Mason and I go to dinner? I would appreciate it and Mason would, too.” She grinned. “Actually, Roger would, too, though he won’t admit it. He’s in awe of you.”I sighed. “For you and Mason, I will go. Your brother is not my idea of even a marginal dinner partner though.”Prince Asshole came around the corner having heard my statement. “Why not?”I said, “Because you’re an asshole and an ill-mannered boor to top it. This was something I had never done before. I was taught at an early age that you don’t fuck and tell. Stories get distorted when retold, it screws things up. Wendy must have guessed why I was hesitating. “Don’t worry, I don’t know anyone here. Change the names if it makes you feel better,” she assured me. “You know people here,” I countered, still stalling. “Just the people at the office.” She thought for a second, “Wait a minute, it wasn’t one of the Blanger women was it?” She gave me a. John looked to the sound and saw a man wearing the telltale coat of a doctor. Immediately he had hundreds of questions.“Where am I? Who are you? What happened? Why can’t I move?” He rattled of questions as quick as he could.The doctor smiled grimly.“You are at the Duke Raleigh hospital in North Carolina. I am the doctor who has been looking over you for the past week, and I have some bad news.” He replied.“North Carolina? How did I get here? And what happened?” John asked.“You were airlifted.