Cynthia next door is a good friend and sister. My wife loves her.Today I called to let Cynthia know I was early and I'd see her in a few. She told me ...the coffee was ready. I put on my suit coat and left in my Range Rover. It's a good vehicle for these gravel roads we live on. It was only a couple of minutes, actually, down to her ranch house. I parked out in the drive. Her cone flowers and peonies were blooming along the stone walkway to her front door."Hello, Brad. How've you been dear one?". The table leg sailed up between the superhero's legs and crushed his spandex-clad balls into his groin.Justin Swift cried out in agony and immediately cupped his balls, rolled around in pain, and was completely disabled. Jaya the Mad Witch then easily captured him and chained him up. After weeks of playing with the hero's balls and torturing him constantly, she suddenly had an idea. When Justin Swift had sufficiently recovered enough, but not enough to break his bonds, she milked him by. "There, there, sweetie," she cooed. "Mommy's here now. It was just a baddream."Mommy. I still couldn't get used to calling her that, but I knew I'd haveto."Was it the same dream?"I nodded. It was always the same dream."This can't go on," said Carol, "you need professional help." A child psychologist won't do any good," I sniffled. "We couldn't tellhim what he'd need to know to be able to help, that I'm not the littlegirl I appear to be. Tomorrow may be my fourth birthday, but I'm thirtyyears. Things had only gotten worse from there. She'd suddenly just... Well, hedidn't think he'd ever seen her so angry. Ranma had been through somehorrible things before, but this would probably stick in his mind as oneof the worst days of his life. She remembered it as though it wereyesterday, and the words still stung quite a bit."Damnit, Ranchan, I love you! You just don't get that, do you? You don'teven care! I bet the most you can do is feel sorry for me." Ucchan, come on, I..." You do! You do.