After curing her near-sightedness, and the wonders it worked on Pamela's leg, she should have known he could handle a bruise. But the efficacy of the instant relief made her prop herself up on an elbow to watch. He was entirely focused as he lapped back and forth meticulously across the hand-sized bruise. After five minutes, it had faded all the way through the spectrum to a patchy yellow, and the pain was almost completely gone. That was enough for Michelle.
She rolled on top of him, indulging him with another few minutes of unlimited exploration of her breasts as a reward. Michelle smiled contentedly as he nibbled, snuffled, and generally went to hog-heaven. It was sort of flattering that he seemed to like them so much. She peppered kisses in his hair and stroked his ears as he played,
