I suppose there was something in the food or the bottles of water, but at the time I thought nothing of it. I think I’m in a hospital. But, no doct...rs, no nurses. No one.Day 2The front wall was clear for a while today but I couldn’t see anything. It might be a hallway or a big room outside the wall, but I can’t see but a few feet. My room is brightly lit, until lights out. That's nighttime and time to sleep. I’m getting almost 10 hours of the best sleep I’ve ever had. I’ve never slept. She put down three margaritas and three shots of Patron. “You didn’t say what you wanted before you walked off so I just gave you what they ordered, is that OK?”“Sure, that is great, thanks, Carol,” John answered. “Yeah, thanks, Carol,” Candy said as she passed around shots. She raised hers up and said, “To a hot night!” “Cheers,” John said.“Cheers,” Sami followed.They all three shot down the Patron and slammed down the empty shot glasses.“So, I am going back to Sami’s for the night, you. And now my hands were cuffed closelytogether again and all of it was putting a strain on my chest and arms. I noticed that I was having to concentrate a bit more on breathing than before, probably due to the brief struggle. I felt her weight lift from me and I then felt her pick my left foot up off the floor and cross my ankles. I then felt her looping rope around my ankles, which seemed to take her a good while, going around the ankles,then between them, then around again, then I could. The internet had developed some and there was actually a sperm donation group now on Yahoo where women and men could link up to make babies. I connected with a few women there and talked about donating but still had something holding me up. The c***d support risk, the feeling of guilt towards a c***d without a father. But the drive to procreate was so strong that I could not stop talking with these women and getting closer to actually trying to get someone pregnant.Eventually I found a woman.