Try to get up but my legs aren't playing. I feel numb from the shins down, something's not right but I need to get further away before I can try and f...nd help. There's a voice, must be the rider of the moped shouting to someone."Get an ambulance!"Then nothing, just darkness and eventually the sensation of movement. Am I in a coma or just a sort of half sleep. Voices, indistinct but insistent."I know but look at the paperwork, must be some kind of private clinic." Well I can see why he was. “I have to go and change, want to help me pick out my clothes?” Carrie asked as she slid from her chair and headed to the stairs. Marcia got up quickly and followed. Her eyes were glued to Carrie’s swaying hips as they went up the stairs. She had never imagined Carrie was bi like her, but it was a dream come true. “Hey,” Tracy called after them. “Where you going? The movie’s about to start.” “We’ll be down in a minute, Carrie spilled beer down her dress and I have to pee.” Marcia said as she. Closing the door, I walked over and put on some music. ‘So did you have fun?’ I asked, sliding onto my bed beside Nicole. ‘Yeah it was ok,’ she answered. ‘I did something bad though.’ ‘Really? What?’ ‘I kissed a guy.’ I let out a laugh and slumped back on the bed. Nicole turned and glared at me with a fake scowl. ‘What’s so funny?’ she demanded trying not to crack a smile herself. ‘Nothing. It’s just that I wouldn’t describe a kiss as something ‘doing something bad.’ ‘I think my boyfriend would. Gently he stroked my bare arm and told me to relax but he could clearly see my stiffy. He asked me in a kind voice if I had rubbed my cock and produced spunk. I told him I had rubbed my self with my mother's silky slip and made it very wet only a couple of times. He smiled and explained it was quite normal and that he rubbed his.He then said look and pulled his trousers down. Well I was shocked, his cock (he told me the name he called it) was huge compared to mine. It stuck up so big and had a.