‘So you do have a voice, My name is Eli Gracia.’ His hand seemed to be right under my nose. I moved back a little and gave him my hand. ‘Liana M...rian.’ I said. ‘Nice to meet you Liana. Great weather we are having?’ All I did to answer him was give a long sigh to express my love for this kind of weather. When I looked back at Eli he was just staring at me. Of course me being self conscious and all, I grabbed at my nose, hair, and face. His throaty laugh filled the room. I don’t know why, but it. Oh, God, was this good.Would he ever tire of this?Little Dolli Babe was in heaven.Just to kneel before her Master was enough for her. She hugged his legs, kneaded his mighty balls and inhaled his throbbing cock. He was her universe, her one and only reason to be.She took his hard flesh down her tongue and into the tight gate of her throat. She looked up with her wide new eyes to see his strong face. She heard his powerful words. Not that she understood much of what he said, but that was. We didn't high-five just clinked our beer bottles. He did something that seemed strange but evocative: he slid the neck of his beer bottle as he pulled it away sliding it up against the neck of my beer bottle and toward his embrasured lips. He quaffed the golden brew and smacked his lips with pleasure. The twinkle in his eyes made my dick jerk and slowly snake into a noticeable round swelling. I don't remember what we talked about but I do recall that each time he leaned in-- because the raging. This place smelled - clean! I dragged my eyelids open, and everything was white, and that was another hint I wasn’t at Camp Custer. Everything there was dirty, even the clean areas.I didn’t think I was dead, though. There was a definite smell of disinfectant, and I was familiar enough with Matucket General Hospital to know what that was like. I was lying in a hospital bed that was partially raised up, and I could see I was in a small hospital room of some sort. I began to move my head and look.