"Over on the gurney," she hissed, waving me towards the wheeled cart along one of the walls."Huh? You don't even know what's wrong with me!" As if I d...n't," she snarled.Before five minutes had passed, a pair of burly female orderlies appeared, strapped me in place on the cart, and drove it quickly into an operating room. A moment later a big ugly woman in a surgical mask stalked quickly to my side, raised her hand and drove an anaesthetic needle into my butt, right through my jeans."Ow," I. I did it last night.I can’t relax. No one with a brain could force themselves to relax when faced with the necessity of impaling their own throat with that massive rod.Unfortunately the choice isn’t mine to make. I continued to exert more force despite several painful, abortive attempts. I can sense Cory becoming impatient. I don’t want it to be the way it was last night. I know it will be better for me if I can do it on my own. So I made one last attempt, using my own body’s weight to exert. ” “If you don’t have your company car, how are you getting to Legends?” I asked. “Stewart is driving several of us over there. He said he’d buy the first three rounds.” Stewart was David’s boss and good friend. They had known each other since college. I realized that it must have been hard for Stewart to lay off his good friend. “Okay, call me when you are ready to be picked up.” It was a little after four. I still had not heard from David. I decided I would go check on him. I entered Legends. I was 6 feet tall and cut. I was a wrestler and cross country runner so I had the confidence to pound her silly and man was I ready. I think she knew I was huge down there because she was after me all the time and made it clear, " I can see more of you than others". But I didn’t really know it until weeks later. Anyway, curious as fuck one weekday after school, I visited her at her pool hoping she was alone. She had pool parties so everyone knew where she lived. Her family was rich as fuck. She.