" "Were you.. awake... earlier, when I was here before," he asked suspiciously. "Yes," Mary replied, "When you were hear with your sweetheart. I was w...tching you, Sir." Andy laughed at the suggestion that Gemma was his sweetheart. Gemma was a filthy little Tart; a randy colleague with whom he worked. There was no romance as far as he was concerned, but she was, to give her her dues, an extremely good fuck! "You were watching us," Andy repeated to the woman, aroused by the thought of someone. Where the hell is a mirror in this freakshow cabinet? I also need some clothes if i need to go home. I sit on a computer desk, pushing those keyboards and mouses away. I might not remember the previous night, but the hell with it."That is 'like an answer', Rick. How do I look?"He looks at me, puzzled, and says something to himself. Something about programming and priorities, whatever."I need a mirror, is my makeup, my hair, okay?"He sighs, and looks for one. "While you're at it, get me my. I helped her remove her ripped blouse and bra, and pulled her skirt and panties off. I left her stockings on. I had her bend over the pillows in the doggystyle and started fucking her from behind. I started to fuck her slow, getting a feel her rhythm and to see how her pussy liked to be fucked. I picked up the pace as she started to get more into it. Her breathing started to get heavy again and after a few minutes she came again. As her orgasm subsided, she pushed the pillows out from under her. Catheters only work for number ones. He promised me some bone broth at lunchtime if all went well.Sitting up was a trip. Over the course of an hour they gradually raised me until I was sitting pretty much straight up in the bed. The nurse explained that my body had to remember how to regulate blood pressure when the brain was elevated. It then took two orderlies and a physical therapist to help me get to sitting on the edge of the bed. I gripped the mattress whilst my head and stomach spun. I.