” Sheunceremoniously wiped her nose with the back of herhand, and I damn near turned for the door wonderingwhat kind of therapy was in store for...me. Stepping into the small and tidy room, I spied a nicecomfortable sofa, a small exam table and a couple ofplain medical cabinets along with a small alcove wherethe “john” sat unceremoniously; partially obscuredbehind a free standing curtain. Disrobing with doubts,I slid into the harsh paper fabric of the. I was this far, and there was no turning back. I needed some relief. I pulled off my shorts and hopped into the king size bed and grabbed hold of my rock hard 7 incher. Pre-cum was already leaking out of the head and it was extremely useful as some improvised lube. I was in ecstasy as Rileys prepubescent screams filled the room and as I watched Mr. Jones pull his cock out of Rileys ass and shoved it into her mouth, I was about to explode. Suddenly I heard Mr. Jones moan and Rileys eyes. It seemed that luncheons, parties, or outings were held for any reason that any of them could think of. Mary assured her that they had some of the finest people there you could ever hope to meet, and/or work with. She made sure that the usual office politics, and the accompanying intrigues didn't develop. Gossip was shut down immediately, and the instigator was warned against a second time. There had been only one time that further action had to be taken. The culprit had been immediately let. His body flew backwards as if he'd been hit head on by an eighteen-wheeler. His scream of pain pleased me.Like hell! I will not die!Forget Gomez now, I told myself. Fix yourself; repair the wound. I slumped to the floor and closed my eyes. Visualizing the wound, I looked for bleeding blood vessels and closed them one after the other starting deep and moving out toward my skin. I didn't know the anatomy of the abdomen, but I knew the stomach was located behind or just under the ribs. My wound.