‘Do you need anything?’ Taylor shook her head. ‘He’s a good man, despite what he thinks of himself and what some may think of him. With a litt...e time he’ll be a rival to even Sir Glen.’ Laurie’s foreboding words shocked Taylor and she looked back at the man who lay in the bed. ‘So the ‘wine accident’ is a true tale and not lore to amuse the novices?’ she asked playfully. Laurie smirked. ‘I even helped him.’ She admitted sheepishly it was then she noticed the pendant that Taylor had been given. "One week plus a day after you came in."An older gentleman, dressed in the typical doctor garb, entered the room soon after and came over to talk to Brian."I see our patient with the hard head is finally awake. How do you feel Mr. Trainer?" he asked."I have a splitting headache, dry throat and a sore arm. I can't move my head without a sharp pain in my head and neck, my eyesight is a bit blurry, I have a weird buzzing sound in my head and last but not least, I'm starving" Brian repeated."Well,. Yes, she had a bit of a snooty look about her--perhaps due to her blue-blood ancestry--though she was, in fact, a very down-to-earth hippie-type chick.She was house-sitting for a wealthy family vacationing the entire summer in Europe, and set up her temporary living quarters in the wine cellar, which was nicer than any home I've ever lived in. Since it was always quite dark down there, she'd light a candle or two for light.We both smoked pot like a chimney down there—the main reason she was. She told me to come over and when I did, she spread her legs and I could see her pussy. She had a mound of black hair and her pussy looked wet. I started up between her legs and started to lie down and she reached down and rubbed my cock on her pussy and found the hole and put it in. I had never felt anything so wet, warm and soft. I could feel her hair around my cock and started to hump. I was up on my hands and could see her tits and watched them bounce as I tried to put my cock deep.