She found Georgesitting rigidly on the edge of his bed. Not bothering with niceties ofa greeting, she ordered, "Get up and strip honey, we have a lot...of workto do!"When Ellen stormed into his room, it startled him. He looked up and sawEllen. She wore an extra-large loose skirt and carried a large colorfulbag as her purse. Entering his cell, she emptied the contents of herbag on his cot and spread them out. In addition to the normally founditems in a woman's purse, a flood of cosmetics, a. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was sure I would be bruised for days. I turned to him and asked, "Can we do it again? That was amazing and I didn't it to stop. I love you too, Diamico. I don't want to lose you and I know you would never intentionally hurt me." Yes, darling, we can have sex again, but not now. You need to get up and get used to walking again. You also need to eat. I was beginning to become worried you wouldn't wake up. I understand it takes time to recover, but it usually only. She patted my back.After some time we reached the bus stand. We inquired about our bus and its time we were given to understand that next bus was after one hour. It was a depot with a small shed. There was one bench in the corner of shed we settled down on the bench we were sitting next to each other by now even aunty was also tired and it was very hot outside. I was dying of thirst i asked Pooja aunty if we can get mineral water around to which she said no then we saw a man walking towards us. “Greetings.”“May I know your name?”“You may not, slave.”I raised a table and, taking off my torc, dropped it there with a loud bang, startling her slightly.“Now, may I know your name?”“That’s impossible!”“Guess again,” I chuckled. “Now, name please, or I will not administer the treatment.”“Pah! It’s my useless husband who needs a cure!”“Agreed, now, name please.”“Lantia ... whoever or whatever you are.”“I’m David and I’m here to use you to cure your husband.”“How?”“Well, I’m going to have sex.