"Wait, Randy," I exclaimed. He waited for me to speak, his hand on the doorknob."What happened was not your fault. It was mine. You gave me every oppo...tunity to stop. I blame myself for what happened, not you."He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, nervously, his hand still on the doorknob. "Did you tell your husband? I mean, do you have to tell him?" I haven't had the guts to tell him yet but I think that I must. It's eating at my insides." Who else knows? I won't tell anyone. Can't. Cautiously Greta moved her right hand to the sleeping woman's knee, her finger tips brushed it lightly, no response. More confidently now the hand walked along Jenna's thigh to its target. Seconds later Greta's fingers prized open the soft lips and slipped inside. Her fingers felt the silky smoothness grip them, Greta swallowed, and suddenly her mouth was dry.Boldly venturing further her thumb and fingers met the hard dome of Jenna's clit, and Jenna shifted in the seat, Greta's hand pulled back. When we arrived at the ER Tracy and Kim were already there with tears in their eyes. They rushed over to the stretcher and held my hands as the paramedics rolled me into the ER. The three girls were diverted to the waiting area as I was taken inside.I had a cluster of nurses and a doctor working on me doing triage. I found out later that I had a broken forearm and two cracked ribs along with several nasty bruises. The word got around and in short order the waiting room was mobbed with a bunch. I could not say no without seeming petty so I reached for my wallet and reeled of the 16 digit number and the other usual stuff. It was a heavy night even for these 3, over £300 just her share.While I waited for the card to be authorised, I over heard my wife talking to her friend about needing the toilet before they got a cab back, her friend agreed. The club I assumed was getting empty as I knew it closed up at 2. The bar manager eventually told me the card had been authorised and handed.