I had a minor concussion, a broken leg (where it hit the dashboard), a broken nose (thank you, air bag! No really, THANK YOU AIRBAG, because it kept m... away from the steering wheel.), and of course, I was still bleeding from both wrists and had seriously scraped palms (from my adventure with the gas pipe). Someone had thoughtfully allowed me to have some fingertips free, so I could push the nurse's 'call' button.When I staggered back to consciousness, a patrolwoman was there. She asked me not. And Liddy, I have always loved your tits. They look better than I ever imagined and I imagined them plenty."I turned and walked out feeling gratified. I knew I'd made my point. I knew I'd shocked the shit out of them. I doubted Don would ever diss me again. In fact, I doubted that either would ever speak to me again. I hoped they got the message. I drove home with a distinct "fuck you" working.Things were quiet for the next couple of weeks. Between my writing assignments, I returned to trolling. It was only a few minutes before someone opened the door. He was an older man around his fifties, and in good shape. He asked if I wanted company, I slid over and asked him to lock the door. He sat next to me and watched the movie for a minute before he put his hand on my leg,and rubbed it. I sat still as he moved his hand up my leg to my crotch. I asked him what he was doing. He stopped and watched the movie a couple more minutes. He asked me, has anyone touched you before, nervously I asked. He was genuinely enjoying the fact that she was going crazy with excitement. Ellen marveled at his lack of jealousy and the way he was able to share her body with other men. She loved this part of him, and silently promised to herself that she would return the favor to him as soon as she could.Suddenly, there was a tap on her shoulder and she turned to see Mr. Rich asking her for a lap dance. With a quick nod to Adam she took his outstretched hand and followed him to the V.I.P. area. Mr. Rich,.