What his wife and most of his friends would find even more shocking than Mike simply having an interest in men was that Craig's skin was as dark as th... night.Somehow his presence must've alarmed Craig. He jerked awake and looked around."Who's there?" He asked as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes."Shhh," Mike said softly. "It's just the nurse checking on you."He put his small white hand on Craig's dark chest and eased him back onto the bed. The football player's chest was like a steel banded. "Hi," I croaked.I saw tears forming in her eyes as she leaned in and kissed me softly, but for a nice long time. "Hi. You're getting better. You look better. I was scared, Colin. I was worried I might lose you."I tried to lighten the mood. "Not me. Too miserable. Too stubborn. Did I do much damage to the forklift?"She couldn't resist. She laughed. "No ... I don't think so. Oh, Colin, I'm so glad you're going to be all right. The doctor told me you're out of danger. You'll just have to be. Nevertheless I should say something.” So I walked upstairs to the bathroom and knocked on the door. “Come in,” he said. I walked in and he was standing in front of the mirror shaving with a beach towel wrapped around his waste.“Honey I just need to say something about 'us'. You understand that if anyone were to find out about us that we could both be in very serious trouble.”“I know mom, don't worry though I'm not going to tell anyone about last night.”“Okay son just thought it needed said. She began to stroke Laura's flesh, and to kiss Laura's body, tentatively at first, but then more boldly."I've never done this," she whispered."I know. You told me," Laura smiled.Cecilia began to kiss Laura's perfect breasts, holding them in her hands as if they were made of crystal and would break. The last traces of the red circles around them had finally disappeared only a few days ago, and Laura felt completely at ease. She squeezed one of her own breasts in two hands, forcing the nipple.