Then a nurse took me from my mother's arms and said to my mom, "Time to clean him up, I will bring him to your room as soon as they get you settled in..."I was whisked off to be washed, poked, prodded, and foot printed for identification purposes. As I was lying there trying to looking around, I opened my eyes wide. I saw Nurse Woe standing nearby.'What is going on here?' went through my mind.That's when she spoke, saying, "Sorry, Tim. You passed away faster then I thought you would. I didn't get. He again let out a low grunt.The woman wielded the small strap with precise control, putting blows on the already-sore skin of Robert's stomach, along with carefully-applied blows to his chest. She worked up and down each side, covering Robert's chest, abdomen, and even the sides of his ribcage with well-aimed, painful blows. While concentrating on absorbing the pain, Robert marveled at the strength the woman put into every searing stroke. He focused on breathing, hoping to retain as much. Her small breasts were stacked one on top of the other, nipples betraying excitement, and her stomach smooth and lovely in the dim light. Michael's attention strayed quickly from there though, as he saw some dim movement in the darkness between Alice's legs. While she lay here, cheerfully chatting, her fingers were dancing a jig inside her, flicking and dipping seemingly without control, long slender digits delightfully abusing her skin, pulling feeling and sensation from every touch.As Michael. For some reason, the talk of the girls I had overheard on the fateful day in Biology class haunted me. I wasn’t sure if it was true or not, but I was willing to do anything to stop the continued jokes about my father’s chest! When Mom and Dad decided to go out of town for a few days, I convinced them that I could stay at home alone and take care of Cathy and Jennifer. We worked out a compromise, Cathy and Jennifer were farmed out to Uncle Dave and Aunt Susan, and I was to house sit, but.