And it was easy to be distracted, she could feel the woman’s fingers mingling with her own, strumming, thrumming, rolling, could feel those fingers ...controlling her own, though only her own touched...touched her...there. Ariel’s body jerked - or would have, she did her best to control it, but still she felt her body bouncing, shaking, tiny convulsive movements nearly suppressed - as hands began to roam over her body, here, then here, then there. They were not invasive, they were not insistent. "Possibly," Reg nodded in agreement."The future is always in flux," Melvina added. "But, it would take something or someone very powerful to cause this many shifts. And we still need to know the why." The why I believe I know," Aaron replied. "I believe I am the why, or my possible actions are the why." What do you mean?" Karith asked."I believe I am being manipulated to react a certain way. To cause a certain event, or not cause it." That is not good," Reg replied with a smile. "I know how. "Ohh! What does that do?" Audrey asked. "Tension rings are used to keep bulls erect," the chef explained. "Once he begins to become aroused, it'll keep the blood in his penis." "They also help produce more powerful orgasms," the herdstress informed. "You're not getting anything out of me," Michael muttered, though he began to feel a twinge in his penis after the ring was applied. With all his being, he didn't want to become aroused, but these women focusing on his penis made it. Well, I went, I did good, and then it all went to hell.My parents were killed on I-75 driving up to visit me in Atlanta, because I had ended up in the hospital due to a couple of badly broken legs as a result of falling on the icy steps in January. It didn't get frosty very often and I wasn't used to it. Falling down was my own fault and I signed a waiver saying I wouldn't sue the university. I just wasn't looking where I was going.So there I was, laid up in traction and finding out from a grim.