He woke up in the hospital, confused and in pain; he could feel the pain of all the other patients around him. It threatened to drive him mad. The onl... thing he could think about was desperately needing someone to come by to let him out. And before the thought even fully formed in his head, a nurse was there, disconnecting IVs and helping him dress. She called him a cab, and within moments he was on his way home.When he arrived home, his parents were infuriated, both at him for leaving hospital. She didn't try to take him into her throat. She certainly did suck him good, though. Then she stood looking him in the eye and asked how he wanted her. His reply was short. On your hands and knees on the bed, I will mount you.Her goosebumps returned. She couldn't keep from wiggling her ass at him in the invitation. When Bill got behind her, he laid his cock on the crack of her ass, causing her to wonder which hole he was planning on using. He started pushing his cock back and forth between her. " That brought the conversation to the current political climate, where it stayed for the rest of lunch.When we got outside, it was pouring rain."Fuck," Ginsberg said, "these are brand new shoes." He took off his shoes and socks and rolled up his pant legs. Tom grabbed an umbrella from his backpack and we jogged through the giant puddles that dotted the parking lot back to the dorm. Ginsberg went to change into dry clothes while Tom and I hung out in the lounge. He returned in a bathing suit. There was a high pitched buzzing sound, and he leant forward and touched the machine to Linda’s skin. “Come over here.” Mary realised that Wendy was calling her. “Come and watch.” Slowly, Mary got up, her head spinning. Hardly daring to look, she saw Paul moving the tattoo machine slowly across Linda’s pubic area. The purple outline was changing to black. Mary tried to turn away. She felt a sharp sting across her buttocks. “When I tell you to look, I expect you to look. Your stubbornness will.