No one was. That’s when I decided, it’s now or never. I stood there, heart beating in my chest, cock throbbingly pushing my shorts forward, with m... hands on my hips and my torso completely bare, looking out at the ocean.I lifted my hands, cold and clammy from the ocean, and slid them into my pants. I quickly undid the drawstring, grabbed hold of the elastic and threw them to the ground, releasing my hard prick to the world.Without thinking I followed through to what was the next step. I grabbed. He started going overcarefully the last things he could remember. He was in a beautiful home,Kathrine? No Mistress? Oh if only he could wake up and remember whathappened? As his mind began to clear he could start to see more clearly.It looked like he was in a Hospital ward. The bed was definitely ahospital bed.That's odd he thought, why does the wall and the celling have eye bolts?Strange ... must be for hooking up weights for casts. Well at least he wasin a private room, that's a plus, he. " Kevin continued. "You taught me to make good decisions. You taught me to trust myself. Today, I am asking you to trust me too."Yolanda reached around and the 2 lovers kissed. Linda watched silently."Mom, I am going to propose to Yolanda and I want you to witness the most beautiful moment of my life." Then Kevin reached under the pillow Yolanda was sitting on and fished out a small box. Inside was a ring. "Will you marry me darling?" he said holding up the ring and turning around to look at. The rest I was told could wait until later. Now it was time to assemble and emplace the large planters onto the tables and I started right away on this that next Sunday morning. Rosalyn seemed surprised to see me working on my ‘day off’, but I had never been much of a church man and ‘these planters weren’t going to get moved by themselves’. Soon she was helping me and we again spent a long hot day under the broiling glass, neither of us uttering a word of complaint. She was one mighty tough.