?So?? ?Everything seems fine.? ?Can you please, tell me something? Will I be able to walk normally after the cast was removed?? ?You will need cr...tches at first,? the nurse said. ?Gosh! Crutches! My career is ruined! No one likes crippled reporters! How long I will be on crutches?? ?I am not a prophet, Paula. But judging by the condition of your foot and ankle you could be on crutches for years.? ?Are you serious?? Paula asked, her face reddening. ?I can’t be sure.? ?What the problem. I counted the money and put everything in the safe. As I stood up Tammi asked me “Do you have any of that margarita throat thingy left?” I said “Yes, why?” Tammi said “I just want one little taste of it so I can have good memories of the best night I had in a long time.” I said “Okay, I just put it in the cooler let me get it.” Although I was nervous because I didn’t want to break the law I figured the door was locked and no one would know. I got the bottle and came back into the bar area and. “Don’t stop,” she whispered, planting a single perfectly soft kiss on my waiting lips. “Just a little higher.” I continued to rub her leg as my mind whirled making me feel dizzy. My hand was moving higher as if I was no longer in control of it, nudging her skirt upwards as she shuffled down the sofa, slouching so her bottom was barely on the cushion anymore. With a silent gasp, I realised my hand had just brushed her panties. I did it again to make sure she didn’t mind but she just laid back. Jem shuffled up the bed and made come hither motions to me, pulling my face close and kissing me gently on the lips, gradually we became more passionate and our tongues danced merrily. We caressed every inch of each other that we could reach, occasionally biting or pinching. Martin through this was just watching as Jem and I became more accustomed to each other. She had the prettiest breasts and pussy I have ever seen, only a hint of a runway left down there making her smooth. Going down on.