I tended to have trouble with the "abstract idea" costumes."Oh yeah. Okay, you can go first. I'll give you a hint if you need-" Spider-Man." Damn!" I ...ore off the flimsy plastic mask and tossed it onto her desk. "Toys 'R' Us costumes are always so unsubtle." She giggled."The logo on your apron didn't help. Now you." I pondered the carefully sewn numbers on her costume for a moment."Are you the set of natural numbers?" Nope." She did a pirouette, then clasped her hands behind her back and. "Des, what is wrong?"She swallowed hard, "My back, it hurts. Something is stabbing me. Del, help me please, it hurts."I moved my head so I could look and found two branch nubs that had pierced her, one at waist level near the side and one just below the shoulder. I would have asked if she was having trouble breathing but several of her people reached us. I turned to face them and found them staring at me. I might not have been imposing to my own kind but to them I was huge. Des couldn't see who. I went inside my room and closed the door. My sexual drive was always high and I thought maybe all the adventures in my life were messing with my brain.I was enjoying the slutty side of my boss’s wife happily, I was having erotic times with other women too. But my boss’s wife, Preeti, was the one I stayed in contact with, I didn’t know why. But she never made me regret having her contact. She would send me nudes now and then. Sometimes, she would cover her boobs in chocolate or she would. ‘Bye darling. I’ll bring some clothes for you. They cut all yours off. £100 jods cut up! Appalling waste.’ ‘Well,’ I said, ‘at least there’s some good news.’ She smirked, kissed me again and left. They let me out after two more days of ‘bed rest.’ I was not allowed to drive for a week to make sure the concussion was all gone. I felt limp and the arm hurt a lot despite the painkillers. Vicky drove me home. She’d brought me a loose dress which was easy to get on but she had ‘forgotten’.