He buried his nose in the soft, curly, light-brown hair that spread out from Anders’ cock. He let the cock drop from his mouth and replaced it with ...nders’ low-hanging balls.Anders reached over Mancini’s head and turned the shower off. He stood looking down at his friend’s face, at his tongue lapping at his balls. He watched him move up, his tongue extended, and recaptured his cock. He clasped Mancini’s arms and pulled him up.They retrieved their towels and dried themselves as they walked. “Well, I guess it’s better than having an ugly mother,” I joked.He laughed, “I guess.”As we sat down to eat dinner I asked him about his day. He asked about mine. We kept the conversation generic.He told me he was going out tonight just as dinner was finished.“Oh?” I said.I couldn’t help it, I felt disappointed. I was really hoping my outfit and his favorite meal might help grease the wheels on my plan a bit. But I tried to cover up my disappointment.“You can if you want,” I continued. “This is. Fraser risked opening his eyes a fraction to identify the source of the noises he was hearing. He took in the sight of the young nurse and had his confirmation that he was indeed in a hospital.Other than the headache, he was surprised that he seemed to be feeling relatively okay. He tried to smile at the nurse."Where am I?" he croaked."You're in the Victoria Infirmary," she replied cheerfully."How bad is the gunshot wound?" Fraser managed to get out.He was surprised when the nurse actually. ."Still speechless I turn and head off, fuming internally, but lost for words.I go to room 13 and open the door. Two beauticians await in short tight pinkuniforms, and elaborate make-up."Angel?" The first on says sweetly, and I nod. "Ooh... just in time, now..hmm... take of your blouse, and Kendra will unlock your shoes, and take offyour stockings. We'll do your nails, and wash your hair before getting youdressed. Your date has quite the outfit ready for you." Well okay..." I say unbuttoning my.