If I make it through this, I'll be a good daughter from now on!" You must tell me when you are hungry and when you need to go to the bathroom. Also, I...need to give you a sponge bath at least once a day. You have half a dozen medications that must be taken on time and you have some wounds where they took out the drain tubes that need attention twice every day. Can you handle that?" I have to handle it daddy. I got myself into this mess now I'll do my best to help you help me out of it." I'm. “How may I help you?”“Hi, Matthew. I’m Dr. Sam Rivers. I got an email about your case from Scarlett Johansson last week, asking me to look at some photos you sent her. Do you have a minute to talk about your options?”“Sure,” I said, surprised. “I’ve talked with the surgeon that did the emergency work and she’s made some recommendations, but she admits that cosmetic surgery is outside her specialty.”“Understandable,” Dr. Rivers said. “Her initial concern was to get you open and fix the damage. I. " We made love," I said, reaching over and touching her chin. "Several times, and you told me about your late husband and about all the seminarians you laid."She made a wry face and swallowed. "Any more ale?" she asked, holding up her empty mug. I filled it."And then there was a fight and a fire. What happened to you?"She sat back, licked her lips, took a deep breath and said, "Opium." Her eyes were as flat as river stones.I waited, waving at the girl for another pitcher of beer."Within a. It felt wonderful. I could see her out the corner of my eye watching me as she played. She unzipped my fly and put her hand inside my underwear and squeezed my hardening dick. She pulled my manhood out of my pants and leaned over my lap. Her tongue was darting all over the head, licking the pre-cum off. Slowly, she took it into her mouth and deep throated me and held it there for almost a minute, stroking the underside with her tongue. She started going up and down on it and in a few.