. they must have been unusually positive and loving, even by this culture's standards. As her untrained ability manifested, she had felt that hope and... love as the predominant emotions around her – neutralizing whatever negativity she certainly encountered from time to time.Manila must have been very hard for this precious flower despite whatever inherent strength she possessed. There was no way I was going to send her back into that meat grinder.Her stay with me was going to be short-lived. Finally, we reached what appeared to be the last room. Just before I entered it Sheila vanished, leaving me a bit disorientated."Sheila?" I asked a little unsure as I passed through the doorway. "Where have you gone? Are we in danger?" Looking around I saw a lit area a long distance ahead. Shrugging, I started to accelerate toward it more. Upon reaching it, I could only stare opened mouth at what I saw there."Finally, you have reached me Doctor Gance." An almost naked Sheila told me.My god I. -No I am fine, just hot suddenly.- I tried to laugh it off. But voice was breaking. I was only getting hornier and hornier. My mouth was dry, all the possible liquid I had in my body was accumulated in my panties. My heart was beating faster then usual and preventing my breathing from calming down. I just played with myself. I just did it, and yet it seemed of no help at all. The only other time I felt a male body so close to me, was with my ex. But it was all different. He didn’t smell half as. Rory would mull it over, dissect it, then talk to me about it. She’d always been that way, even at seven years old when she’d come to live with me. And I was grateful. It made my life easier, although Rory wasn’t easy at all.I caught myself smiling. I called her my little panther. She had a feline quality touched with a hint of danger. Her eyes were rare; very dark with tarnished flecks of pure 24 karat gold, intense and penetrating. Glossy dark hair added to the impression of a panther. But it.