"Charlie, you should have been a doctor or nurse, it'ssomething I would never have thought of. Not planning to operate areyou?"I smiled, for a moment...I thought I had annoyed him but he was okay withmy questions. "No but if you were badly cut or broke a bone and I had toset it, I would need the morphine, that's if there are doubts about beingrescued in time." You could do that?" I think so, I've done the theory and practised on dummies when I did myfirst aid but I've never treated a real. “Well, that does it! Roger is gonna hear from me about this for sure, and I hope to see him locked away, with the authorities throwing away the key. Or better yet, deported back to Russia. Not that I care much for legal status, mind you. Not anymore. I’m content to live in sin with Damien here and his other partners for life. I’m his work wife, after all, and yes, I mean that in every sense of it, except the fidelity nonsense. I guess that the demon is rubbing off, the one that you’ve been. His forefinger softly probed her labia and gradually entered her, passing the quickly moistening inner lips and then searching above her much lubricated opening for her clitoris. Jenny’s response intensified and her moans became more audible. ‘Now Tom … I’m ready now … please … now,’ she moaned softly. Tom removed his hand and rolled Jenny on top of him. Her eyes were unfocused and partially closed, and her breathing more irregular. He pushed the front of his jockey shorts down below his. Lockie walked behind him, he playfully smacked Carters tanned muscular ass cheeks, like the rest of his body it was totally hairless. He could feel his cock turn from a semi into a full on throbber. Any notions or insecurities were gone. His mouth went dry, the buzz from the vodka was now coupled with his desire and he felt the best he had in weeks. He separated Carters arse and could see the base of a red butt plug covered his hole. "Nice." Lockie muttered as Carter's head moved down and he.