Then a cell phone came up and flashed and I heard a CLICK as a photo was taken. A voice said, “Oh, shit!” and another flash and CLICK happened. �...Okay, get him out of there.”Another voice said, “Jesus!”“Christ, we need to get him to the hospital!” said a third voice. “Get an ambulance!”The cavalry had arrived.Another photo was taken and my oldest friend, Bo Effner, came into the cell. “Jesus, Grim, you look terrible!”“What took you so long?”He laughed and I had a chance to look at my rescuers.. For a heartbeat, I was concerned for my safety. The thought left me quickly because I knew it wasn't blood she was after. Other body fluids were desired.She slipped out of her shoes, padded over to me and wrapped herself around me. Her small body pressed to mine and all of her limbs strapped her to me. My hands naturally found her round posterior to hold her up. Her open mouth sought mine and locked on like a leech seeking nourishment. I had encountered some lively women, but Chloe was starting. Is that okay?" I asked."Do you want to feel my wet pussy against yours?" she continued to turn me on making the arousal grow. I could feel my pussy getting wet. Her right hand ran up the inner leg of my thigh and touched my pussy, which made me gasp with pleasure. Lucy unbuttoned the top button of my jeans and unzipped them putting her hand down there and feeling how wet I was for her. I gasped out loud with pleasure. Everyone had gone home, so it was just the three of us in the studio. Nathan. She had a facial tattoo, on the right side of her face a handprint, fingers splayed with her right eye between the ring and pinky fingers. The tattoo was fresh, only a few days old by the look of it, and not particularly well done. Then again, who gave a damn about ensuring artistry on a brand?She was carrying two hefty packs over her shoulder and seemed to be struggling under the weight. Jim rushed forward and grabbed the packs off her shoulder. They were heavy, he assumed the vitamins he was.