I was in a wide double bed with a nightstand on each side. My I.V.hung from above the headboard, suspended on a wall sconce. The doctor wassitting in ... chair next to the bed, constantly glancing between me and anOpSAT, which judging from the Red Sox sticker on the back, was definitelymine. He spoke quickly, as if stopping me from something."Jim, I advise you not to speak for a minute. Your condition may be a bitof a shock to you." Spalding gave me a strange look, and asked me an evenstranger. His self-destructive nature and his lack of drive and aggressiveness in setting a determined and selfish course in regards to establishing a responsible and motivated lifestyle had done little to impress me. I had always cast aside those things that I had felt had little benefit to me or accomplishing my goals or desires without looking back, once shed of them never considering how I might have benefited from them. A nasty thought occurred to me as I considered my old MO. Maybe it wasn't for me. "letting me see you, see your legs and squeezing against your sexy little arse"I was now very wet and his thumbs easily probed my quim as he moved them deeper and faster into me..."I could always feel how hard you were" I responded..."I could feel your cock was so hard and it got me wet" You know that you did that to me don't you, looking at you, rubbing up against you.You got my cock hard" he emphasised the word "cock" Get my knickers off" I blurted out..."Get them off and you can lick me out. "That's better" he said and let go of her. He then grabbed a towel and tossed it to her, "Clean up your mess dirty, filthy, pain slut."Once she wiped the pee from the floor, between her legs, off each of her legs and feet he took the towel from her, walked her into the master bedroom bath and pushed her into the tub. He turned on only the cold water but put his hand on her hip forcing her to stand under the shower head from the waist down. Once he felt she had washed off well enough he.