She took me around to display, explain the different brands that she stock there at the store. I asked if she owns the store. She said “yes”. She ...ouldn’t get a employee to come in and brave the weather for a few hours. She continued to explained the different brands of lubrication. I couldn’t help to be turned on. I gave her a complement “damn you smell good“. She blushed a little, smile and said “thank you”. She asked if there were anything to help me. I told her I wanted to take a look at. Once the implant was in place the tube wasattached to a dangling bag of saline solution the nurse turned the valveon the bag and began calling out numbers. The Doctor told her to stopwhen she said 400 c.c.'s. He then took out a set of calipers and made ameasurement. The doctor called out for me to wipe his forehead and I didas instructed. The tube was removed and he used glue and cauterized the the incision which let a small puff of smoke and emitted a stinky smell.The doctor and nurse. How long had he been in this dreamless sleep? Over the past days — or was it weeks? – he thought he’d heard his name, but now it was her voice, her words, bringing him back. He felt a heat envelope him as her touch coaxed him forward, away from the darkness that held him as her whispered words of love and pleading brought forth images that set fire to his body and soul. Images in bright bursts scroll before him as his mind seeks to process them: A smiling young woman at the beach, her body. ”“How much, Mick?”“Kendi. Not enough.“HOW MUCH?”“Kendi, it doesn’t matter. I don’t sell out my friends.”“Please. I love you. I have to know.”I took a deep breath and slowly blew it out.“$100,000.”“Wow.”“It doesn’t matter. He could have added a mountain of zeros and it wouldn’t have mattered.”“He does want to own me,” her voice was filled with worry.“He doesn’t have enough money.”“What about us?”“Us?”“Are you still staying with me?”“I said I would be here for the week and I will. After that I.