" she said.I realized two things. One, she was the surgeon not the nurse, and two it was a hell of a lot worse than I had been told. Neither really su...k in, but I knew I would remember them later. I guess I looked at her with a blank stare."They didn't tell you did they?" she asked.I shook my head."That hand is a mess. You got hit with mass of sharp things. You have massive nerve and tissue damage. The bones are out of line but that's the least of your worries. I'm going to try like hell to get. She lifted her butt and shifted to his side and fell back into the sofa before patting the seat next to her, motioning for me to sit, too. I slipped in beside her, sandwiching her between me and Dave, and snaked an arm around her waist, as though reclaiming her. She noticed and looked at me coyly, and then threw her arms around my neck, rolling onto her side the kissing me, deeply and passionately. When she was done she pulled back and studied my face. "Are you okay?" she whispered with. I knew it intellectually, but it made me uncomfortable just the same. The problem with being someone's fantasy, is that you never can truly live up to the entire picture or perform the complete role cast for you in the fantasy. It was just a bit uncomfortable, but I was ok with it. Gina was no fool. Sure, she got what she wanted, but truth be told, I had wanted her for just as long. Just maybe not as intensely. Perhaps it was because her boyfriend, Don and she had stoked the flames of. With one hand, I stroked gently over my public mound, touching my clitoris, but I quickly discovered that I needed both hands to keep me up, as I immediately started to sink under the water. Clearly a crafty floating session of stirring the honey-pot wasn’t really on. So I kicked my legs gently and propelled myself back towards the rocks where I’d left my bikini pants.I pulled them on and swam back round to the main bay. As I rounded the edge of the rocks, I saw that there was someone else on.