I began putting on my clothes when my phone binged that I had a text. It was from him telling me that he was on his way and that he was looking forwar... to being with me.........and that he wanted to fuck me. My pulse quickened at that thought. He had told me that he was well hung. Over seven inches he had said. I imagined how that would feel in my throat, how it would taste. I imagined how that would feel inside of me. Deep inside of me. I quickly put on my panties tucking my. I was blushing so hard I failed to notice the erection of one fine hard-on. Only when I found Wendy looking at me with a total blank did I jump up and excuse myself from the table. This wasn't what I had planned. A quick glance to my left found the mother in a similar confusion."Excuse you, son?" Mr. Palnasus raised his voice. "We just started to eat, and we all watched you take your business to the bathroom a few minutes before the chow bell rang. No adolescent food critic is going to insult. “I mean ... umm ... I don’t know. Yes, I do. I suppose ... uh ... It’s nice waking up in the middle of the night and someone that you love is there to snuggle. Though, perhaps I wouldn’t have woken up twice if there weren’t someone else in the bed moving around and waking me.” She grinned widely and looked at Liya, then continued before Liya could respond. “Of course, falling back to sleep was easy, ‘cause I could just snuggle back up and be comfortable.“You know. This time was different. How. How could he lay in a hospital bed for eight days? He had been shot four times? He only remembered the one shot to the stomach by that scum landlord. His eyes closed as he tried to reconstruct what had happened to him, but there were major blanks in his memory. Once again he fell asleep.It was daylight when he woke and raised his head to see his situation. His left arm was bound up in a cast while his right arm was filled with needles, tubes, and wires. A tube under his nose itched. A noise.