The deal was cinched. As the papers were being prepared, I found myself smiling again. I made Wendy Gibson the beneficiary on my studio apartment. I w...sn't planning on dying any time soon, but just in case, she would be covered.I could move in on Monday morning. It was furnished, including linens, so all I had to bring was my clothing. I got three meals a day, plus snacks, and a never-ending coffee pot.On the way home, I stopped by to see my insurance agent. Wendy became the beneficiary of my. Twice. You didn't write anything down. I think that you're a little distracted, aren't you, lad? What, cat got your tongue?" I acted very serious for a second before breaking into laughter."Or maybe Kat did," Rachel chimed in, making us all laugh even harder with her pun."Um ... sorry. Please don't get me in trouble, sir. It's just that ... well," Gilbert coughed."It's just that you're lusting after Katrina here. Hey, I don't blame you, man. She's a real dish, I must say. What is it about her. I’ve heard that endorphins help to alleviate the pain. When the hell are they going to kick in? Shit this hurts. Phew! She’s done. Now for the TENS. It’s only small so I hope not too much pain. The leads are attached and she’s winding up the dial. Oh hell! Oh hell! Oh hell! This is hurting. Phew! Breathe. Breathe. I can’t stand it. Feels as though my cock is being fried and it’s getting worse. What have I done? Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!!! I’ve never felt anything so bad. And I thought I loved cock. “What the heck are you doing Mick?” says Paddy. “Jeez Paddy, ye frightened the livin bejasus out of me”, says an obviously embarrassed Mick, “but me and the Missus been having some trouble lately in the bedroom department, and the Therapist suggested I do something sexy to a tractor.I took a bird back to mine for sex last night. After some complaints for the first five minutes like,”Stop, you’re too big!” And,”Please No, you’re really hurting me now!” The fat cow eventually rolled off me and.