When he finally finished I had to be helped to the toilet (damn did I have to pee!). I was shaking so bad that I couldn’t keep my legs under me; the... were weak and like rubber. I did manage to calm down enough that I could make the bed on my own; to lay on my tummy, not on my side or back. Even that quick sit, to pee, was painful. The sex had been painful but it’s what I wanted. I felt used and abused but; something else, calm and peaceful inside – at least the parts of me that weren’t on. She was a middle aged nurse, not too bad looking for her age and a very friendly gal. After taking my vitals and an EKG she informed me that she was calling in a Doctor to talk to me. When he arrived he told me that my basic vitals were good but that my EKG showed that I was having extremely bad cardiac problems and that they were going to admit me right away to the telemetry ward and call in a Cardiologist for a consult. I sure as hell wasn’t going to argue with them. After all, my family has. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Makeme cum!" She no longer cared what she looked like, what she sounded like; noteven when Dr. James stood in front of her, busily snapping picture after pictureas she orgasmed, her naked body fully exposed, shuddering before the camera'simpersonal lens. She humped back and forth, her ass raising up and down likea dog in heat, her pussy gushing over the invading fingers inside her. Shehad never felt anything like this before, her mind a confused jangle of sensations.. . a year?”“Pounds ... not dollars.”Mrs. Morris had money ... was money ... old money, of course she knew the day’s exchange. 1.78au a pound. Or ... the other conversion... 58 cents.“A year?”She flushed ... I recognised the symptoms ... took her arm ... and directed her halting steps to a chair. A sturdy chair. We made it.“Alice?”Alice had been watching. She was on the spot with a cold, damp towel and a glass of tepid water.“Hi ... I’m Alice,” Alice said. “I’m Abbie’s sister.” She noticed ‘that’.