“I think I can do this myself,” she said with a smile.“Well, I mean, it just seems logical, if I get to take your clothes off of you, I get some...say in what goes on you,” I countered.“You’re too logical for your own good.”“Then let me make a suggestion, seriously. Put on a long skirt or sundress and leave off the unmentionables. It will cut down on the irritation, hmmm?” I figured this was a long shot, but it sounded logical, and would definitely be more interesting.“OUT!”I skedaddled out of. This beautiful boy was ravenous, and he ate like a starving man who had not had a decent meal in days.Once he finished every morsel, I could help myself before asking, “Would you like a dessert?"“Whew, I do not know if I have any space left," Wikus replied with a smile.Overawed by this beautiful boy, I could not resist ordering a Crème Brûlée for him.“Jesus, this is fuckin’ delicious," he exclaimed as he scoffed it down.“Where are you staying tonight?" I then asked.“I still have a bit of money,. The house was empty. Pam sighed.She stepped back and noticed her reflection in the glass. She put her hands on her hips and turned each way to check herself out. She ran her hand down over her stomach. Her body wasn't as skinny as before. Her new bikini top was already a bit tight on her boobs.She turned away from the glass, held the ladder railing, extended her leg out to the water and touched it with her toe. The water was nice and cool. She lowered herself in and swam across to the other. "You and me both," I said, my voice not sounding like it usually did. "Can I have some water? My throat feels awful." Here," she said, passing me her water bottle.I took a sip and immediately felt better. Seconds later a nurse entered the room and snatched the bottle out of my hands."What are you doing with that? It's not sanitary. If you wanted water, then press the button," she said in a firm but not angry tone."Sorry," I said. "I just woke up."She opened a door and came back a few moments.