Dried cum was clearly visible in my hair as I walked through the nearly empty casino to my room. I slept all day and awoke famished at 6:00pm. I showe...ed and dressed as I waited for room service. My asshole hurt, my jaw was still sore from sucking countless cocks and cunts but I felt more alive than ever.I ate my room service and wandered down to the casino refreshed and amazingly horny. At the piano bar I spotted a gorgeous blonde hooker. I smiled when she looked at me and in no time she was. You have bruised ribs, but that's minor. The big problem is your right knee."It's bad, Warren, I won't minimize it. Both your anterior cruciate and medial collateral ligaments are torn. There's torn cartilege. It's a mess. You're going to need it reconstructed." Oh shit oh shit oh shit," Warren groaned."This is repairable, Warren. You'll be able to live a normal life, no problem." Will I be able to skate?" he asked. The doctor looked at him questioningly. "Sophia and I are competitive ice. Don't save 'honey do's' for me to do on the weekend. I've hired Dave so I don't have to waste my two days off doing chores." What days will he be available?" Monday through Friday until school starts up again."I didn't think any more of it until Thursday when the doorbell rang. I opened the door to see an Adonis standing there. Tall, well built, good looking and smiling as if he were overjoyed to see me."Mrs. Rush? I'm Dave Blanchard. I'm here to cut the grass and your husband said you might. "We will have to put a noise source in that window, of course." I figured that," Jo said. "Do you want us to bring in a radio or something?" We have our own," he said. "It's a satellite radio and we'll tune it to an obnoxious hard-rock station." Or maybe Howard Stern?" suggested Marty.Ralph chuckled. "I don't think we need to get quite that obnoxious. In any case, since the radio is ours and is linked to the satellite radio in our van, we'll know it's not transmitting anything. And the noise it.