I knew what I wanted to say but had problems forming the words. This wasreally tough. My mind told me to say something but my voice came out withsomet...ing completely unintelligible. My voice was also very high pitched,not like it used to be. Ida said that was from not talking for a long timeand it would sound much nicer in some time. I trusted her and just keptpracticing.The weeks rolled along and I found I could carry on a conversation with Idaand other nurses. I was so proud of myself. I can. '' He goes in the lounge room as I close the door behind me and lock it. Once in the lounge room, Max turns around and says ‘’Uh ...'' OK, so what’s up?'' I walk towards him, took his hand and led him into the bedroom. Once in the room, I pushed him on the bed.''Uh... Marie what are you doing?''''Max, will you please let yourself go, that’s been a long time that I’ve wait for this night.''So without giving him time to say another word, I lay him on the bed, removed my dress and straddled his. I looked up, confused, and asked what I'd done wrong."Nothing, sweetheart," he replied, "but I'm not going to last for long. Are we really going to do this? Are you sure?" Yes. Absolutely," I said, untying my bikini bra and letting it fall to the floor as I stood up to face him. "Fuck me."He lifted me up and set me down on the countertop while he kicked his shorts off. I lifted my ass up to allow him to pull my bikini bottoms off. He paused for a moment before standing up straight again. He was. He was naked again and sitting in a chair staring into space. He was looking upward, out the window toward the moon, with a wistful look. His white skin had a patina of polished silver, his legs were spread apart and they extended straight out. It appeared he was sunbathing in the moon’s light.Moonbathing leapt into my mind. This is exactly what he was doing with his butt on the edge of the chair and his body outstretched, elongated to capture the moonlight. The palms of his hands were up and.