These fingers would not be playing the piano again.Some miles away, in a specially designed bed in a very secret clinic, a figure lies unconscious, mo...ionless except for the respiratory rise and fall of the chest. Tubes connect the figure to various bags of fluids. Sensors monitor bodily functions. Like a waterfall, auburn hair spreads across a pillow illuminated by a dim light just above and to the left of the bed. The illumination is indirect. The whirring and beeping of various pieces of. The black girl who held the tray in the hall smiled when he opened. “Your meal sir.” She said. “Put it over there.” Carl said. Glancing down the hall he smiled and closed the door behind her throwing the night catch. The name tag pinned to her shirt read Linda. She wasn’t a looker like Stacy who had nice firm 36D breasts, enhanced by surgery and a butt to die for. He glanced again. Linda did have a nice butt a little bigger than Stacy’s. Stacy would like that. Linda placed the tray down and. God, my guys are good, they know that taking on all 6 of them can be hard on my knees and back, and that laying over the stump makes it so much more comfortable. The day was pretty cloudy, and it looked like we may get some rain, but it was still hot and muggy, so off came my cloths in a flash, and I jumped into the cool pond before anyone new what I was doing. Me jumping in set off a chain reaction and cloths went flying and all the guys were in the water in no time. Kim was the last in,. The first to arrive was his youngest sister Lynn Davidson. He loved his youngest sister they had always gotten along really well. Nick could tell that she looked up to him, though he was never much sure why. After dropping off her own bag in the back she hopped into the backseat with Nick. "Hey big brother! Are you excited?" Lynn asked with big eyes. Nick laughed and said "We're driving for like a week to a random cabin. Staying in the cold for 2 weeks and then driving back home for another.