’ He touched the back of my neck. ‘Then take some quick pictures. If it shows dark anywhere in the brain, you’re bleeding. We have to make sure....�� ‘If it’s okay, how soon can I get out of here?’ ‘Quickly. Sleep well. Take it easy.’ He smiled and went out. He was wearing a three-hundred-dollar suit, just like Lem Clemens’. -two- That night there were a couple of good movies on television, but I knew I was going to have a tough time getting to sleep. I kept thinking about how long I might be out. She walked towards him, her big tits swaying and said, "What on earth are you doing young man. Are you masturbating in front of me? Are you jerking your little cock off thinking about fucking me?" She had reached his desk and had put her arms and the edge and leaned forward causing her blouse to gap so Randy could look down at her tits. Her bra was black, and her tits were as big as he had imagined. He reached orgasm at that moment and he climaxed, "Uhhh, I'm cumming," he moaned as his cock. “You have spent all that time mopping about whatever it is you saw. You have barely touched the water and you haven’t eaten anything.”“I don’t remember any of it,” Lucy mutters.“You don’t?” Kate says, setting the brush down and spinning around to face the other woman. “Are you still having memory losses?”“Yes,” Lucy says with a nod. “I didn’t realize I was having so many until I went into the system. And then now, when you said I’ve been here for three days, I know something has to be. After a long day of hiking, eatingand drinking we were heading back and my wife and I satfacing a British couple, Trent and Sophie. We’d talked with them as we hiked and we sat next tothem at dinner and after a lot of rum we were chattinglike old friends. They were in their 30’s, Trent wastall and lean while Sophie was about 5’6 with largefull breasts, a flat stomach and slim hips. By the time we boarded the bus to head back to theresort it was late, the bus lights were dim.