I was right in a way but it wasn't my kidney they were after. At least not yet. The feeling I sensed was on my abdomen and over to my right side.What ...as actually going on was there in the operating room was a new surgical team working on my body. Now this is going to sound real strange. The team of four people was there working rapidly in their precision to remove strips of skin from the center of my belly, over to my right side.The really strange thing is that I could see right through them.. Later that night I got a text message from Keri to my surprise. She said she was sorry about leaving like that and she freaked out a little and to please forgive her, she would love to see me again. I answered her by saying “thanks, but no thanks” and wished her “good luck”.She texted me again the next morning apologizing and asking to meet up with her later that day. Since I had already made plans, I told her I couldn’t and that I didn’t think it was a good idea anyway. She responded by saying. Of course he knew it wouldn't, and then there was that good ole male ego. I could always count on male ego to make men act like teenage boys."Ms Stone this is Judge Timmons," the voice on my cell phone said. It was a number not everyone had, so the judge had connections to some of my friends. The number by no means was a deep dark secret, so it wasn't necessarily sinister that he had it. It just meant he could get to me. I suppose he wouldn't mind me thinking that way. He could issue a search. I knew he felt a screaming banshee of pain, liquid fire poured inside his cock.“You fuck, men pay good money to be sounded and you do nothing but squeal like a little girl. But then, this stick is usually lubed and smooth, not rough like this one. Hurts like hell doesn’t it?”I resumed the yanking and thrusting. I could see his throat gulping and he started to buck so hard I thought the bed posts would break so I said five simple words.“I will break it off.”He stiffened and screamed through his.