She was constantly reciting her Shri I’m sorry, which I later figured was her husband’s short name.I was so turned on by everything and decided to...seal the deal..I got up and sat on her hip, so she couldn’t move and took of my t-shirt..the minute she saw this, she got unstable tried to throw me off balance… I realized that if she starts carrying on like this it will consume a lot of time..I took my Tshirt and tried tying her wrists together and in the process I realized what I missed, her fair. “Yes Joe. That’s all I want.”He quickly stood up from my bed with a pained expression on his face like a new doctor who had to deliver a tragic message to a family that their loved one died.I know. I watch too much Grey’s Anatomy. LOL.“You were there,” he blurted out.“What do you mean… I was there?”---------I love it when it rains. The sound it makes when it hits the pavement, the smell of freshness it leaves behind and, for me, it just seems to wash all the bad stuff away. The rain was. Can’t say I want to return to nursing.” I watched the paramedics carry the chap out to a waiting ambulance.“Any experience of counselling?”“Some. Did a few courses under my own steam. Rogerian, CBT, RET, group analysis, gestalt.”“Got time for a cup of coffee?”I’ve always got time for a cup of coffee. She steered us out of the library and into Costa Coffee. “Wouldn’t usually come in here,” she commented, “but we can be anonymous. What’s your taste?”“Filter,” I said, “black.”Costa do espresso,. It wasn't that long but I have to make it a point that it was THICK. And for some reason, uncut. I was about 5.5" cut and I wondered for a second why he wasn't. then I realized I didn't care, and went back to admiring him. his chest rose and fell in rhythm, his arms behind his head, exposing matted tufts of silky hair. I got off of the chair and made my way over to kneel by the bed at his waist, my eyes level with his flaccid cock. I was so scared I almost pissed my pants, despite just peeing..