.. you're right." He lay staring at the ceiling in the dim light. "I still cannot believe you didn't tell me last night ... that you waited 'til morni...g." Like I said -- what could we do about it then? Take you to the Emergency Room? Abrielle -- you weren't bleeding. You weren't having a stroke, a heart attack or an aneurysm. You weren't unconscious nor did you have a broken limb. If we took you to the E. R. all they would say would be, call your doctor in the morning. That'll be three hundred. Yumiko got into the car. I saw my father lead Peter a few steps away and he was speaking to him. I could not hear what they were saying, but I saw my father give him a card and whatever my father was saying it was serious as Peter seemed very intent on it. When Peter got into the car I waved as we were backing out. Peter started driving and said “Before you ask, it's his business card. He wants to make sure I know how to reach them myself just in case anything pops up.” Yumiko talked constantly. You open the door and practically drag me inside. Without a word you push me back against the door and kiss me hard, forcing your tongue roughly into my mouth. You have one hand around my throat, pinning me against the door. The other undoes your fly and you press against me, hard already. You break the kiss and your hand moves from my throat to my hair, pulling me down to my knees. You trace the shape of my lips with the tip of your cock before you press against them. I resist a little, but. Well we went from too hot to too cold it seemed it a week so I started to wear clothes again but I still was wakening up in wet spots every once in a while we’ve had some windy weather and a tree fell down on a power line so what little heat we had is gone it only got down to 50 in the trailer but it was a damp cold went to the bone and the blankets we had were not enough so we all piled up in my bed. All was fine for about 30 minutes it may have been 3 minutes I don’t know but I rolled over to.