I looked down at myself, I looked the same, I was naked, I could see a series of light lines criss-crossing my skin where Laura had operated, she was ...till looking at me. I smiled at her."Everything feels okay."She smiled back at me all the tension releasing from her shoulders, she slumped."Thank God."Laura stood holding out her hand to help me up, I grabbed it and stood."Shanor, it movement might take awhile to get used to, so be careful."I smiled eager to test out if I could do the same. I moved up behind her, pressing myself against her ass."Don't," She said.I backed off. "What's the matter?" What is it with guys' need to nut on your face?" Huh?" Is it a power thing? A humiliation thing? A macho thing?" Nut on your face?" Why they gotta make a mess? Why don't they just let me swallow it?" That guy nutted on your face?" Or cum on my tits, for Christ's fucking sake." She looked at me, "You ever shoot your jizz all over a woman's face?"I thought for a moment, "No." No, I didn't. . although that was a sequel she was planning for a secret rendezvous later in the evening."You have a vibrator in your purse?" Jennifer asked, although she could tell by the smirk on Lara's face she did indeed have one."Well if truth be told, it's actually a strap-on," Lara corrected."Why?" It's like my Mastercard, I never leave home without it," Lara joked. She then added, wanting to make the bride-to-be jealous, "Plus, your old high school friend is pretty hot." She's married," Jennifer. Icoughed as I struggled to shake myself awake spitting the bloody salivathat had pooled in my mouth onto the floor from a swollen and split lip.As I grunted to right myself from lying on my stomach I noticed I hadbeen securely hogtied. I craned my neck to look around and realized Iwas in the back seat of an old model Lincoln Continental. I could smellthe musty old interior of the wrecked and dented black car and as Ilooked through the dingy cracked windows and around at the coldly litscrap.