I don't know why my opinion of her changed; she went from "huh, nothing special" to "must have this woman!" in a matter of hours for me. One day Jesse...and her were heading off to a movie or something, and I was bitching inwardly because he was so pussy-whipped he was cancelling our fantasy hockey tournament. The next day, as she left his room, headed for the front door, she had the sexiest look in her eyes I think I have ever seen, and I spent the next several minutes jerking it into the toilet. Anything you want, anything, just ask."David asked what we'd been talking about, and when I relayed the conversation he nudged my arm as we ascended in the lift."You're in there!" he laughed. "When she said anything, she meant anything! I could tell by her expression and the tone of voice!" Patricia," I said solemnly, giving him a hard look."Point taken," but he laughed again, "It just that I would have thought that Greta is the chance of a lifetime." Trish is the chance for a lifetime," I. A thin golden stream began trickling from her cunt. She had pissed herself. He lifted her nude limp body from the tub, and slung her over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes. He was strong, thick and muscular. His chest as hard as a rock. He carried her over to the bed, and laid her down gently. He stared down at her motionless body for a moment, before spreading her legs as far as they would go. Her cunt was still glistening. Her lips still swollen and her clit still hard from her recent. I brushed that thought aside and concentrated on Jamie as a patient. He had made a long recovery but a remarkable one. I wasn't prepared to put him through any more invasive procedures. Especially as I had a treatment of my own lined up..."I don't think you need to see me again."I told him, "I don't think surgery will help - my advice is to consider massage - and a considerate partner will make a big difference to you - just be patient with it...you can get dressed now."And while he was.