She just says that she is going to have a small get together with some of her friends on the weekend and would like me to come along. I said sure betr...ying no sense of weirdness that i am feeling about this girl but i figure that I want to bang her again because she is really good at fucking. So my co worker next to me leans over and tells me "Welcome to the club". To make a long story short my co worker Mark who would later become a good friend of mine explains to me that Mary pretty much. Little time after it was always a beautiful sunny day of end-summer, when I got home, there are my parents and a relative (not our cousin of before :-P) and there is also my sister who wears a beautiful adherent heavenly tunic, the same one that, some time before, it had provoked at me the best erection of my life, (situation, in brief, of that time there that i have already recounted in the my previously stories = I had entered the room from lunch and my sis was sitted on a chair, with. And at first she had given her entire attention to achieving her goals. When she wasn’t at work she was studying business journals, taking night classes, networking and planning. Especially planning: she had an achievement timeline all mapped out and pinned to the wall above her desk at home. She knew exactly where she was going and she knew how and when she was going to get there.Except that it hadn’t worked out that way. In her self-confidence and naivete she had believed that glass ceilings. "Two days later I was moved out of intensive care and into a regular room. My head still hurt like the devil. My leg was in a full cast. The only thing that I'd been told was that a bullet had done some damage.I hadn't been watching TV in the intensive care room, but now that I was in a regular room the nurses would walk in and turn it on. I turned it off; I didn't want mind numbing trash bombarding me. I needed to try to remember what had happened. It wasn't all coming together.A nurse walked.