"I stopped blinking and lay quietly, trying desperately to understand mysituation. "This must be a hospital, but what happened to bring mehere, and ho... badly was I hurt? It must be serious if I have no controlof my body. Oh, but I'm having an erection. Surely I can't be aparaplegic. There, I can feel them holding my arm. That's a needlethey're giving me." My erection seemed to soften and sleep overcame meonce more.Some time later I wakened again. It seemed to be night because thereappeared to. " I watched him go into the back room, then eagerly went back to the journal. He was on his back now, she between his legs mouth firmly attached to his manhood. For a moment I wondered if the guy was Sam, with the head out of the picture I couldn't tell, but it seemed that this guy was a little buffer than Sam. As she worked on him, it seemed she was rubbing on herself as well. Good idea, I thought, using my elbow to rub myself through my pants. Flipping the page I stopped, SweetMolly, I. With ticket in hand I followed the dimly lit hallway to a door with several other guys waiting. Next to the door was a digital sign that read "Now serving.." with a Green digit L.E.D counter. A bell rang out and the number changed "Now Serving 37." I looked at my ticket and that was my number. "That's weird, shouldn't they go in order." "There is no order dude, it's a shifting system." another patron said. I bypassed the others and entered the door. "Great.. another dark hallway!" I followed a. She walked next to the tub and opened a small door, held the jacket in and dropped it..."Everything you put in here goes to the hotel laundry." She grinned, "give me your shirt."I sighed and rolled my eyes, unbuttoned and handed it to her. She tossed it in the chute.She snapped her fingers and pointed at my shoes. I took those off and she put them in a different door and pressed an ornate button above the door. The shoes dropped from sight."They'll be in here in the morning cleaned and.