There was a thought. A twinge, deep in Maggie's mind. She knew it washerself, trying to stop her. James was still afraid. In many ways, healways had b...en afraid. She knew that now. James... she... I...A tear came unbidden to her eye, washed away instantly by the coursing hotwater. James was gone, and she knew it. She missed him, loved him, butknew that he no longer existed. He was a fond, sad memory."I'm sorry James," she whispered softly, "But I can't be you anymore."With that, she turned off. I'm in the hospital.Whoo hooo ... Look at me, I'm a genius. I figured that out all by myself. It was easy, once I took in the beeping torture machine, along with the white walls, floor, and ceiling.I wondered if the rest of me was all there.Arms??? Check.Legs??? Check. OUCH! That hurt. My left leg felt like someone just set it on fire and drove a skewer through my leg so they could bar-b-q it.Head??? Still here, who knows if it's all right. I doubt I've ever been ALL right.I opened one eye, and. I stripped down and made my way to their bedroom, my seventeen-year-old cock growing hard in anticipation, and quietly entered the room. She was still in the bathroom. Walking in I stopped and gazed at her.She was standing at the vanity, brushing her wet hair, nude and damp from the shower. Her heart-shaped ass and curvy hips drew my attention away from the sight of her jiggling breasts in the mirror. Between her slightly spread legs, I could just see her pout, glistening invitingly, and my. After the dinner, he excused himself quickly. He was feeling guilty for staying longer and talking about his life. The night was mild as he came out and started strolling around the block to clear his head. As he approached his house he felt pressure in his bladder for all the alcohol he had consumed. He walked the side path, came by the small tree, undid his fly and began watering the tree. It was dark but soon as he started flowing, the light went on in his neighbor’s window, only a few feet.