Brittany's plans for life is to see the country, then decide what she should do for a job, figuring the money in the bank should hold her until then, ...nd figure out the rest later. She decided that if she needed to stretch her cash for whatever reason, she could go to a restaurant, eat a good meal, and then pretend she didn't have any money. Restaurants make the deadbeats wash dishes, any place else would call the police, so it was no big deal, and if she washed too many she'd get a little. Oh my god... Now there was an unexpected complication! But,floating on a blissful haze of medication, I couldn't get too worried,not yet, anyway.About mid-afternoon, a young, good looking orderly showed up andannounced that he was there to take me for a walk. "Okayyy...." I said,somewhat hesitantly, "Let's give it a go." We re-arranged all of myvarious tubes and bags of liquids and my IV pole and I stood up. Andpromptly sat down again as a wave of vertigo swept over me. Holy shit.This is going. She made it quite clear too my hand was notwelcome up her skirt. We eventually drifted apart and I never saw Sheilaagain, at least not until two years ago.I got into walking in recent years and regularly went for seven milewalks that often included a local ancient bluebell wood which was ratherovergrown although there were several well defined paths. Two years agoon one of my walks in the woods I was suddenly surrounded by threeyouths all wearing jackets with hoods so it was difficult to see. Her eyes glossed over and her fingers plunged deeper into her cunt. Joan said, "Isn't this what men really want, to see my Cunt? Look at me finger fucking. Would you like to suck my wet fingers? Unhh, unhhh, look at meeee." She fell back on the bed, sweating, flushed red and small bits of drool were on her lips. She said, "I've been so horny all night." Jack walked over to the bed and held her while she trembled. His cock was bobbing up and down. He pulled Joan to the edge of the bed and buried.