Keven didn't take offense, however. "After, of course," he said with his roguish grin. "Priorities, my dear. If a woman is going to throw herself at m..., I should at least sample the goods so I can make an informed decision." You didn't sleep with me," I pointed out.He nodded and toned the grin back down to a smile. "No, I didn't, and that's because however much it might have seemed like a casual relationship, I never saw it that way, not from the very first moment. I won't lie to you. I've. It's a common side-effect of being in a coma." I was in a coma?!?" Hey, reLAX..." Dawn rubbed my arm. "It was medically-induced. You got shot in the head and there were bullet fragments imbedded in your cranium. Good thing you've apparently got a thick skull. But you still got a brain bruise and the doctors said the coma would reduce intracranial pressure or something like that and help you avoid getting any permanent brain damage. It wasn't for that long; just a little more than a week." A. .She then went on to tell me that she had caught me masturbating at my desk, and my sperm had flew all the way back to my doorway, covering her nightie."Oh" I said. "I'm sorry Mum"."Honey, no need to apologise, just make sure you include me next time, ok?", was all she said.Once we all settled down, we went inside to have dinner.Sitting at the table after we all got changed, A.Helen sat beside me. Mum sat opposite us.A.Helen had on a nice floral summer top, unbuttoned exposing a nice bit of. You can hear loud giggling and phone music from a group of teenage girls on your left, then there's you, and, at least when you got on, in your vicinity there was also an old man with a newspaper, a young, professional looking woman with her eyes closed, two young men who had to be bankers of some kind, and an assortment of other unthreatening seeming commuters. Nothing of note.You check your phone, looking for something to occupy yourself with. It's been a long time since your last stop. It.