The answer to her question was obvious: fuck yeah. I wanted to be her bitch. “Take your clothes off,” she whispered, leaning in to my ear, “an... get on your knees.” I could smell the sweet scent of her freshly washed hair. “Your gonna suck this fat dick first, you little whore. If you do a good job, maybe I’ll let you eat my pussy before I fuck your ass.” I stripped and got on my knees, as she demanded, my fully erect cock bobbing up and down as I hit the floor. Tanya unbuttoned her jeans,. "You shower now, I'll find your towels and shower stuff. Go ahead and get under the water."I smiled and nodded. "Find my soap, too" I said as he began to realize than nothing was here, it was not a hotel. "Check my overnight bag." I added.I started the water and just got under the hot stream to rinse the love making from me. Bill came back in a moment later, handing me a bar of my soap. He went off again, looking for towels. He returned and I saw him put a towel in the rack and he slid open the. Reg took their advice on the menu choices. He slept well after that.Morning was pleasant, not having the lights on too early, and no nurses bustling around the ward attending to this patient and that patient. Eventually a polite knock at the door heralded the cheery orderly with his breakfast tray.Within an hour he had his first visitor, surprising him for it was well outside visiting times. A female head surmounting a clerical collar poked itself around the door, and a surprised voice. The coffee was again the excellent Dutch brand, which I rather hoped I would be drinking a lot more of over the next couple of weeks. Linda's installation was a little tricky - although she offered me every assistance - and what would normally have taken fifty minutes actually took almost two hours. I was exhausted and drained as we sipped our post-installation coffee in her kitchen afterwards, and she checked her diary for a suitably vacant time for the return visit.A call like that can set.