Changing Realities Part two
I was a fit man, hardly any fat on me, well-muscled. Consequently, I was able to hold my liquor quite well and was barely feeling what we now call a "buzz," when Dao-Ming suddenly leaned across the table. "You need to take me to bed, Lawrence," she whispered, caressing my hand. "It's time for your adventure." Those quiet alarm bells were once again sounding in the back of my head, but I was never one to hesitate when a beautiful woman propositioned me. I called for and paid the...