I’d started my physical rehabilitation with my arm and some gentle movements of my leg. By the time the doctors told me that my pelvis was healed en...ugh to get up and moving, my muscles had deteriorated a lot. I had both Mom and Eve worried about me when they saw me after my first sessions. I was white-faced, weeping from the pain and desperate for relief and sleep.I gradually got better and the pain medication got to be less and less necessary. I got to like the pain-killers though and that. "Stuart! Stop looking there!" Sorry," I said. "Let me go through this." I've got to get this in by noon tomorrow. Please, Stuart, do concentrate." She went to put on a jumper but my mind was a mess and my eyes wandered.After another five minutes Joanne put aside her essay and sat up looking annoyed then took off the jumper and her shirt! "Well," she said with a shake of her head. "Does that satisfy your curiosity? Now please let's get on with this!"Her breasts were even more beautiful than I. She got out of her desk chair,opened the door and sped away down the hallway to thegirls bathroom. Since each class had a differentteacher, she was able to get away with this duringeach one. Apparently, so far none of the teachersthought or cared enough to bring it up amongstthemselves, and wonder where she went all day.The itch for relief began welling up in her 15 yearold body uncontrollably while she did a cursory checkof the bathroom to make sure there were no other girlsinside. Not that. "What happened?" It came our raspy, my throat was incredibly dry and mom reached to the bedside table to pour me a glass of ice water.It all came back - the family trip in the car, the strange old man and then the accident. But must of all his words, 'Its yours now'.I felt mothers incredible relief and could feel her fighting back tears - trying to be strong."We don't know... a coma maybe... how do you feel John?"After the drink my throat started to feel back to normal. "Fine actually." I felt.