I held myself up on my hands to look into her eyes. I understood the difference between making love and having sex. I cannot explain it. It is differe...t for every one. I learned its true meaning for me.After a pause for our bodies to adjust to the new condition, movement started. Inexperienced as I was, I let Susan set the pace. I let my primal Man do what Nature implanted.The pace started at a gentle walk. I watched the rise and fall of her chest. Her breast brushed mine when her lungs were. After walking mindlessly for about an hour, Claire decided to stop and take in the scenery of the nearby park. * * * * * * * A young spiritless man with deep gray eyes and flowing black hair leaned casually against a tree smoking a cigarette. His hands, ingrained with the scars of a million lifetimes, were only partly gloved, the fingers being left vulnerable to the biting cold. He brought his hands up to his face and cupped them together to breathe some warmth back into them. After, flicking. "How long was I out?" The doctor checked his clipboard, "Only about a day or so, like I said, you're one tough girl, most people would be out for weeks." I smiled, then I started writing again, "I'm cravin pizza, can my sisters and friends stay too?" Then Mariah looked at the doctor. He smiled, he was a tall black man, a little chubby, but he stood tall. "Of course, however I must ask you all to keep noise to a minimum, some of the other patients are going to sleep soon, and Mr. Abernathy is. I continued to play with her pussy, suck her 36c breasts and tease her to arousal but without mounting her. 30 minutes later there is a knock at the door and I smiled at her and told her she is a call girl, and not to forget it, as I go to the door. I answered it and it is a guy about 20 years old with the pizza. I asked him if he is offended by nudity and he looks at me for a second and said no. Good, I said, I have a call girl in here and she is completly naked. He just goes, "Sweet!" I tell.