I suggested he help me get my husband back to our room but he said we should let him sleep and that I was more then welcome to lie down on the bed and...hed take the sofa. I was too drunk to argue and made the quick transition to the bed from the sofa. I woke up a couple hours later to the warm feeling of being spooned. I thought it must have been my husband waking up but quickly realized his shape (belly, very large hard cock and hands) were totally different then what I normally expected. It. But after looking at the clock I could see dramatic improvement after 5 minutes. After 15 minutes she was still badly scarred and bruised. I couldn’t see inside her (radiology will do that soon enough) but she was a lot better. She was going to live. I hurried to supplies and returned to the ER. Nobody missed me. Life goes on. I had to finish up and find Sara and tell her the news. It wasn’t until 6:am that I was able to return upstairs. I found Sara about 3 minutes later. She saw me. "She cried again into my chest. I didn't know what to do."Tell me Thomas! Am i ugly and not worth to be screwed? Huh?" No No. You're gorgeous. Mike is just an idiot. I will beat the shit out of him if you want me to."She finally smiled a bit. "Well that's not necessary but you could do me another favor." What kind?" Can you help me with moving out and can i live here for a while?" Sure thing." Sounds like the good old times at university when we were roommates."She moved to the bathroom and. It was a vast difference than the warmer temperature of the afternoon sun at this time of year. Off in the distance I could hear the sound of a foghorn but there was no visible fog in the harbor. Knowing the way of the sea currents, it was quite possible that around the other side of the lighthouse and the rising cliffs, the surface would be shrouded with a fog bank standing offshore and with little movement.It was difficult to see the stars in the sky so I knew there was a low ceiling up above.