To relieve the horrible pain. Its useless, but I try anyway.Before my face something appears. What is it? It takes a moment before I realize that some...ne has brought a sponge on a pole. The sponge is soaked with water. Thirst suddenly takes over my entire being and I reach my head out and take the sponge in my mouth, sucking the water from it. There isn't much, but it helps.The pain in my feet and weakness in my legs makes my body fail me again. I sag down, and realize I am urinating. I have. After a few drinks Jan wanted to go to the toilet, and I thought she’d tell them to bugger off, but instead she paused at the top of the stairs, eased her white jeans off her shapely bum, then wiggled her arse a few times in a twerking movement to make sure the bikers got a really good look and even a suggestion of her tight snatch!Of course she got the biggest cheer of the night. She was 23 at the time and the lads were late teenagers, so seeing this voluptuous older woman putting on a show. Just on my knees. Luckily, my daughter had some cold water and was able to get me into some shade and got some ice until I could get myself to a vehicle. On a side note, to cool someone pack ice around their head, feet, and hands. On the head focus on the back of the neck if it can be done without risk of injury or aggravating a possible neck or spinal injury. All the controls for breathing and other involuntary, necessary functions are back there.As far as writing goes, even with my injured. I can’t speak about how I twist them when fingering my own clit, it’s too weird. Or that other thing I always say yes to...I just can’t talk about that. Doing it, maybe. Talking about it with a stranger: I’m not ready. And finally she lets me off the hook. “Thank you, Emma. I know that’s not easy, but it’s handy for me.” I puff out my cheeks as I exhale for what feels like the first time in several minutes. I don’t bother hiding my relief. “You can relax now. Just a couple more routine.