I could tell that Tracy was being swept into some other conversation. I looked up and around, careful not to seem to be staring. Marsha was watching m..., a curious unreadable smirk on her face. She must suspect something. The lead weighed heavily on my heart.It wasn’t until we were waiting for the school bus that Tracy picked up our conversation. “Can you help me with the calculus homework?”An innocent question? Just a friend? Had Tracy worked out I was a swot and was trying to use me? Would I. . Suddenly I saw him stiffen and just begin to short jab at her with his tongue hanging out in complete showing that he'd wore himself out screwing her as he laid over onto her back and was shaking all over. And she herself was so totally knocked into orgasmic land of some kind as she just seem to melt to the floor her head turned towards me and her mouth wide open and her eyes looking as if she was in some dream land somewhere as her whole body was shuddering and shaking as. The green blob becomes a woman in greenscrubs. So I am in hospital. What the hell has happened to me? The womanleans over me checking my pillows. She seems like a giant, must be myperspective. I spy a name badge on her chest; it says 'Nurse Porter'.The sound is still muffled but I can just about make out what she issaying,"Don't worry sweetheart, you are safe, but you've been through some majorsurgery," she must see the frightened look on my face, "but you will beOK now."Fuck, what happened? I. Tops!"Satisfied with her comeback, she did that hair toss thing coupled with a "Hmph!" that she knew infuriated her husband. Adding the exclamation point, she turned up her nose and marched past him. As his wife's prissy ass walked by, his hand unexpectedly reacted and swatted her ass cheek hard. A resounding Smack! echoed in the garage. She stopped dead in her tracks and spun around in a fury; he stood his ground, jaw set. To his shock, her face then morphed into an entirely unexpected and.