The worst damage is in his groin area. It shredded his genitals,he'll never be the man he once was."Derrick, a little disappointed, asked, "Was he al...o shot in the face?His head is all bandaged." No, he ducked to avoid the gunshots, the airbags went off when he hitthe abutment and it fractured all fourteen bones in the face. They willhave to be rebuilt."When visiting hours were over, the ward nurse chased everyone out.Once she was home, Ellen got a hold of Fred. He immediately had a 24-hour. ” She looked at me questioningly, eyebrow arched. “What is it you want, Charles? What do you really want? Because I’ll do it for you, but you need to tell me.” “Stay right there. Don’t move,” I told her. I turned off all of the lights, one by one, slowly plunging the room into darkness. The lights from the city through the sheer curtain covering the window provide the only light. I slowly walk back to the overstuffed chair facing the center of the room and the bed. Cynthia has stood still. But neither of them seemed to notice. “I think you may have enjoyed this a bit more than either you or I had anticipated,” he saidwith a grin. Susan acknowledged that she’d had. She blushed a bit, at acknowledging her climax. Peter scooted the small metal stool on its wheels to the foot of the table. Susan, raising her head a bit, could see him between her opened legs. He took the bulb that held the inflated device in her backside, and turning the screw, deflated the instrument. They talked. Eventually the man placed down two forums that grabbed the attention of the two woman, they sat forward slightly. “Well the final piece of business is the transfer of ownership of these two here to your procession, if that's what they want?” He looked over at the two woman but before he could say anything else. “We do.” They said simultaneously, catching me by surprise.. They both looked over at my, with questioning looks. “Well then, now do you want them?” Mr. Charles turned his attention to.