"Life, as always, moves on. Billy's life was no exception.A few weeks passed before Billy approached his father once again."Hi Dad." Hi Billy. What ca... I do for you this fine day?" I have a favor to ask," Billy said."Oh?" Yeah. I was hoping, since I'm growing up we could change from Billy to Bill. Billy seems awfully juvenile I think." So, you are of the opinion you are becoming a man, huh?" Billy's dad asked."Well, I know I'm not there yet, but, yes I do. At least, I think I'm old enough to be. I rolled down the rider window, and we checked each other out. He quickly got in. After some pleasantries, I leaned over and began kissing him. He was surprised, but recovered and responded with some wonderful tongue action. I played with his nipples and he exhaled so I knew he was getting turned on. I let my hand slide down and began to rub his bulge, just teasing him. I pulled his right hand over to my bulge and slid it in to feel my cock which was already wet with pre-cum. He stopped kissing. I had just finished the knifing victim. He had lost a lot of blood and I only gave him a 20% chance of surviving. I had gotten into clean scrubs (knifings were very messy) and was writing up my report on the surgery when my pager went off. A quick glance told me, I had another customer for my table. It was going to be a long night.I scrubbed up and entered the cold and sterile atmosphere of an operating room. The operating room staff had my patient all prepared and the "gas passer". .He'd drifted off to sleep sometime after eleven o'clock in his hotel room in Washington D.C. But Charles had woken up in a cold sweat from that nightmare he'd had a few times just a little while later. It was always the same. Diana on top of him, making love to him—and then she was suddenly jerked away. He heard her scream in panic and pain ... And then darkness and silence...Maybe I should call her and tell her... Tell her what? He didn't even know what the hell that dream meant...Maybe I.