Beth hasn’t had any passion for me in years. It was kind of pathetic, actually. Kissing you is like getting hit with a thunderbolt. Compared to you,... the best that Beth had for me in years was the equivalent of static build-up.”She grinned. “As soon as my dirt-bag husband has the decency to stop breathing, we’re gonna do more than kiss!” she promised, blushing furiously.I stood up and she flung herself into my arms. I held her and, like before, the world shrank until there was only us.“That’s so. The nine patients the Doctor initially referred had the types of illnesses and injuries that Sandi had worked with in the States.The assistants were females, all in their mid-twenties who were quick learners and had caring personalities. Sandi would first show and explain why she was doing a specific procedure with a patient. She would then ask a student take over from her treating the patient to see if the student understood what to do. The total treatments of the patients were a combination. It had to be some..."Why me?" Well..." Her face flushed, eyes dropping. That it took that question, and not the whole giving a stranger a blow job to embarrass her, just made him shake is head. Kids these days. She stayed quiet, putting the pad back in her bag and fiddling with something. Maybe he could scare her off. Call her bluff."OK."She looked up, eyes wide, breath catching."OK? You'll let me do it?" Sure. Why not. Come on in." Yes! Thank you!"Dan stepped aside, eyes again sweeping the. Michael's hand reaches in the mailbox, taking out the package. "Hmm." As he looks at the package he sees that there is no return address on it. He walks back in the house, looking the package over once again. "Get the mail honey?" Asks his wife, Laura. "Yep, nothing but this," he says as he tosses it to her. "I dunno what it is." "Hmm, well, let's find out." Michael walks over and gets a knife. "Hmm well." He carefully cuts it and opens it slowly. Inside are 2 packages. He pulls them out,.