“You sure looked angry at the woman in the car,” replied the man as he recalled the expression on the face of Jerry as he marched towards the car ...ust a few minutes ago.“Had to get angry to get the door off the car,” replied Jerry as he dropped his head forward again. He could feel his strength returning slowly but surely and he felt a strong desire to drink a glass of orange juice.The paramedic wrapped the hand to last until he made it to a doctor. Jerry left the area to head to the hospital,. I touched it and she squirmed under my fingers. Her face was flushed. She pulled me close to her, and then she lay back, drawing the dress up so I could see her breasts. I pressed my face to her stomach, then I went up on my arms and I gathered her breasts and started kissing them, sucking them. Her nipples were tiny, stone hard. She was moaning softly. Her legs lay open. I went between them. Her thighs closed against the side of my face, hot, clamping onto me. She seemed to be throbbing,. I got off my bike and walked it into the denser area with Danny following. I dropped my bike behind a large bush and crawled through into a secluded area behind an adjoining bush.As Danny followed me into our secluded little area I turned, smiled at him, and removed my T shirt. Danny smiled as I slid my shorts and underwear down and stepped out of them. I stood naked in front of him, my cock hard as a rock and twitching with excitement. I leant forward and kissed him softly then, leaning back. And last night…he was still trying to figure out what he was thinking last night. He never, ever let a relationship with a patient get personal. He might not be a ‘doctor’ but goddamnit, he was a professional. As Jason Stillwell looked at the girl sleeping in his arms he admitted to himself that she was the only patient he’d had in his three short years as a therapist that had tested his willingness to be a professional. Okay. So. When she woke up he would apologize and then explain, very.