"Hello Miss Georgia, what can I do for you?" his voice was soft and was disarming. Georgia took a breath and looked at Charlotte, Charlotte smiled and... nodded her head to the Doctor reassuring her to speak to him."Well, I've just turned 18 Doctor and well..." Georgia nervously adjusted herself in the chair, "well I want to know more about sex..."The Doctor swallowed hard as his eyes widened, before him was this slim petite 18yr old, with long dark hair. Her perky breasts looked ample from what. "And this all came about how?" he enquired. I told him, obviously leavingout the sex scenes."Ah!" he said. "I've heard about this stuff. Damned dangerous messin'with that stuff, if y'ask me. Shouldn't mess with it." Thanks," I said depreciatingly."Yes, well. There's nothing I can do old man." What?" My eyebrows nearly shot off the top of my head. "Surely there'ssomething." Not me. I'm a medical doctor, not a witch doctor."The doctor did sign me off for the fourteen days I needed to see whetherI. He knew that he had scrubbed himself clean to remove all of thetoxic dust that plagued the city this past summer each day after work andthat he had shaved all his body hair off in order to mitigate the effectsof dry skin. He knew he had mingled gracefully many times with Aunt Nadineand her distinguished circle of witty, erudite friends.Of course, all of his memories were just a bit vague. But he was past thepoint of worrying about that. He felt great!He was dressed immaculately in a Hugo Boss. Or maybe it was a bush and a tree-limb. Wayne looked the other way and a diaphanous mist crowned by the crescent moon low in the sky shifted and gave Wayne the feeling of a person taking shape. He almost ran, but then centered himself. After all, he called them. They should appear if any of this worked. He just wasn’t expecting it to be so literal.He began circling his little pot of incense and chanting the words over again. Now he could feel palpable movement in the air. He found a rhythm to.