I shook my head. "I don't know. I haven't actually tried since they removed the catheter and IV," I said."Well, I don't know what the doctor has allow...d. But I don't think I could support you by myself. Can you use the bedpan?" she asked."I don't think I need the bedpan. Do you have a urinal?"The twin's eyes kept getting bigger as this conversation continued. I think this may have been a little more than their quick preparatory nursing lesson had covered."Jennifer, set the tray on the table and. She sagged to the floor, pulling me with her, laid on her back, opened her legs, grasped my, by now, rigid cock, and guided it to her wet pussy. I slid it in slowly and she groaned, the first sound she’d made since opening the door. I started moving slowly but she thrust up against me; “do it for fucks sake, stop fucking about and do it harder”. The horny bitch really was in a state, clearly needing a good hard fuck. I obliged and began pounding into her hard and fast until her hips bucked. ‘Whatever you want to tell me, but for starters, did you ever pee your pants when you were five years old?’ I laughed. Amy burst out laughing, ‘Okay, I didn’t pee my pants when I was five but I did accidently pee the bed when I was four. So there, both of our secrets are out,’ she laughed again. Secrets: I had so many that my mind was half spinning. What should I tell Amy? After all, this was only our first time together. I wanted to know so much more about her. I asked her to tell me a little. The first thing Brigitte recognized was the strong smell from urine, waste and alcohol. ?Wish you a pleasant afternoon, Ma?am. Would you be so kind and give me a slice of bread and a glass of water and maybe a few cents for a bed at the salvation army?? the old man asked with a mild voice. ?Sorry, but I don?t give anything. And I?m sure you?ll spend each cent for snaps instead for a bed. Leave my ground.? Brigitte replied with an angry tone. ?This is not the Christian education I thought to.