" Oh yeah... forgot. Dr. Bobbie Johnson. Sounds good, girl." But you can call me Bobbie," she added as she sat on the edge of the day bed. "How're ya ...oin'?"Raising the heavy cast a few inches off the bed, I let it fall back with a thud and asked, "How do I look?" Pretty good... except for that anchor." Wanna sign it?" There was the usual collection of graffiti, smiley faces and well wishes strewn up and down my new cast. I couldn't get out of the Orthopedics Department without felt-pen artists. .. flown on anti submarine patrol in 1943 ... with three tuna schools and two Right whales to her credit ... much to the chagrin of Lieutenant J.J. Foster, her pilot.The five overpainted U-Boat silhouettes under the left seat Plexiglas window bore witness to his folly.One thing ... the main spar had NOT been drilled and wasn’t corroded ... I didn’t need the straps ... even at half price ... a real deal for a Beech 18 ... I still sold the straps for five grand.That actually saved two Beech. He sucked her tits for a while and slipped two fingers inside her pussy. I could see his large fingers going in and out of her wet pussy. He started really pumping them in and out of her and Ana suddenly exploded in a massive orgasm. He stuck his fingers in my wife’s mouth and told her to suck them clean; she did as she was told. He unbuttoned his pants, telling her he had something else to be sucked by her lips. Ana got down on her knees and gently unzipped his pants, reaching in and pulling. Eventually, I managed to speak. “Hi, it’s finally nice to meet you in person.” “It’s nice to meet you, too,” she said, her eyes sparkling. My insecurities were fading but, having never been confident in the company of the opposite sex, I was still somewhat flustered and blurted, “If I remember rightly, it’s Róisín, right?”“Correct.” There was a light, amused tone to her voice and she cocked her head to one side. “Róisín O’Connor, actually.”It was the first time she’d told me her family name and.