Daniel knew it was a woman, but he didn’t recognize the voice.“I’m remembering people who have passed on. Who are you? Where are you?”“It’... only natural. You should celebrate their life, not mourn their death.” The musical voice rang out from a different part of the undergrowth beyond the pool this time.“It’s not that easy,” Daniel disagreed, staring hard into the ferns beyond the pool, trying to see who was speaking.“Why not? They were nice people. I liked them.”She’d moved again, but when. I was awfully glad she was not a big girl, just about my size I'd guess, and wonderfully warm and wet. It was going up in and down and out and up and in and again and again and again, and I was groaning and grunting and she was sobbing and whimpering.I turned us around, pushed her up against the brick wall and enjoyed myself with both hands kneading her butt and most of her weight on the wall. That's how I lost my cherry, balls deep in a beautiful blonde who was almost four years older than I. "What?" I asked, though nobody could hear me. I had been dreaming of some nice slippery sex and was a little irritated at being woken.Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap!Finally it occurred to me that someone was there, tapping at my window. I sat up and stumbled over to see who it was, thumping my knee on the corner of the desk as I went.I swiped the curtains open and looked down. There was a girl standing in my back yard beneath my window. She saw my face appear and began gesturing for me to open the. I was recovering from a mild case of pneumonia and the antibiotic they prescribed had made me sleepy and the line between reality and dreams seemed blurred. I had been used to seeing nurses and attendants dressed in multicolored scrubs, most with floral tops and the scrubs hid their feminine shape making them all look the same But the nurse administering to my cock at this moment was right out of my c***dhood hospital experience. I thought briefly of the well-known fetish that is associated.