My head was pounding and I had no idea where I was or how I got here and how did I end up naked in some man’s bed, I was confused.“Good morning yo...ng man, how do you feel?” the man said in a soft empathetic voice, I made no attempt to cover myself as I saw no point but I was curious to know how I got here naked in a mans bed, I couldn’t even speak and although my lips moved nothing came out.“Don’t worry” the man said pouring a cup of coffee, I could smell it from the bed in his posh open plan. Bubba knew where he could put his hands on a door that would look like a door that would normally be seen in a hospital. We would also put in some fake outlets for emergency power. Plus oxygen and nitrous oxide valves, with the proper color-coding.Bubba said he would have some IV stands and shelves for the various monitors to set on. He was also supplying the hospital bed we would need. He could get anything it seemed. And if he couldn't get it, then nobody needed it."Bubba, not that I'm. I'll soon be a vice president and on my way to the board. But all the real motivation seems gone. The rewards just aren't enough to kill the pain, which at the start, hardly allowed me more than a few hours sleep at night.Granted, it isn't healthy to mourn that long over a common slut. But she was Myriam, remember? I loved her. And you'd have to shoot with bigger cannon to kill the love I felt for her.After a few weeks I even went to see a shrink. For half a year, true as clockwork, I walked. ’ He says my name reverently as his hands start to slowly caress my back. The tender touch soothes my anxiety and I breathe easy again. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I lean in to kiss him, whispering, ‘I want you, Mike’, just before our mouths meet. His hands pause on my back a moment before he slides them around my waist and along my ribs. Running my tongue along his bottom lip, I savor the wonderful flavor of this man. It’s smooth like a fine whiskey but it delivers a punch to the.