With what I intend to do, I can’t justify calling myself a hero.’ Roger looked at me nodding slightly. ‘You’re the guy whose family got killed... by Kavork aren’t you…’ I nodded, looking at him, I opened my mouth to speak but nothing would come forth, nothing intelligible, all that came out was a low moan of sorrow, one that captured my feelings, more than anything could. My head fell, my shoulders followed, my forehead hitting my hands on the table, cupping my face. Tears sprang from my eyes,. Then he was standing before me. "Thatwas clever the way you tricked me today," he said, "but, as you have nodoubt concluded, that was not the way to reverse what is happening toyou." How do I reverse it?" I asked pleadingly."Transcendence." Transcendence? What do you mean?" You have looked upon me with enmity. It was these feelings that formed abond between us. Your masculinity has leeched out of you through thatconnection. To sever it, you must move past your hatred." Okay--I don't hate. Jesse felt herbare breasts pressing against Victoria's own pair. She felt theelectric tingle of her smooth skin tickling against Victoria's. Shefelt her nipples harden and push into the air. She soaked in thefeeling of smallness as her girlfriend - her mistress - rested herforehead against Jesse's own. Her worried thoughts began to fade likesmoke. Pink smoke. Her mind floated in it.Jesse rubbed her thighs together, the gooey, lovely warmth returningquickly to her belly. She wanted to explore. That woman... He mouthed the word 'perfection.'His mom!Shit, he had to go. He leapt out of bed, and hastily threw on his clothing. Ten minutes later, he had paid the desk-clerk, and was back on the road again.Jeremy burst through the outpatient doors several hours later, a wild look in his eyes. The desk nurse gave him a suspicious once-over as he ran up to her."I have to see my mom," he blurted out before she could open her mouth. "She's a patient here. What room?" Very well, sir." She turned.