When he asked me to open my hand and straighten my wrist, I couldn’t.The Dr. went on to explain that I had severed the radial nerve at a point that ...ontrolled all of the back of my hand and wrist. I would need at least one additional surgery to do a procedure called a ‘Jones Transfer’. That involved moving some tendons from my inner arm to attach to the muscles that control the outer arm and back of the hand. The way he explained it, the tendons involved were in pairs, and what he was going to. “What are you doing? You call that a punch? What are you trying to attack, sick butterflies? I think the butterflies would win! That's the sickliest punch I've ever seen.” He said and touched my arm. I felt heat flush through me and I know my pale skin flushed pink. He seemed surprised by my reaction to his touch and removed his hand for a second like a child caught in the cookie jar. I smiled as warmly as I could muster but already I felt myself getting wet. He placed his strong hand around my. ”“Thank you,” Mike said going over to the fireplace. He knelt down and went about the business of starting a fire.Erica watched Mike at work while thinking about what he had said. In less than one full day, he had mobilized an entire town and taken down the bad guys. In hindsight, it was a significant accomplishment. A stranger comes into town and convinces a tight-knit community that one of their own is performing acts of horror. He had made it look effortless. She smiled and said, “My. “Whew” we both rolled on our backs.I slowly got up and took my morning pissWhen I came back out Jenni hadn’t moved. I lay next to her We began to explore each other’s bodies. She rolled me over and looked at my ass, running her hand on my cheeks and in between. She spread then and looked at my anus and the back side of my balls. She rolled my onto my back and examined every inch of my dick.It was my turn. I spent several minutes pinching and tweaking her nipples. They are pink, and get hard.