Blushing furiously he said, "I'm really sorry to ask, but I've really gotta take a piss, and I'm not supposed to get my hands anywhere near water unti... I can get some plastic covers on these bandages. Hell, I don't even think I could unbutton my fly yet, not without figuring out how to move my fingers under all this crap." He faltered. He couldn't quite bring himself to spit out the last bit.I was taken aback. Other than changing my son's diapers, I'd never touched another prick. Never wanted. I have been retired for the past five years. Sixty years young and living by myself since my wife's death two years ago. Sure, I still get horny sometimes but at my age it's pretty easy going without sex. An occasional masturbation session satisfies me for a week or two.I have to admit that it's lonely sometimes. There are only so many books you can read or movies you can rent. Once in a while one of my old co-workers will stop by for a coffee or maybe a beer. So I am not completely out of the. The grandfather clock in the corner read eleven o'clock."Merde, I am late!"He swore and sprang to a sitting position. Leaning forward, he placed his face in his cupped hands."What a wonderfully amazing dream. It seemed so real! I have taken leave of my senses. How could I ever imagine that a woman as beautiful as Christine would ever consent to marriage with a..."His jumbled thoughts suddenly halted as he took note of his current state of undress."What the hell?" Erik? Mon amour, what ever are. "Never mind," she said. "You don't need to think about the clinic while you're here. That's the point."She had to let Lily go to pick up both of their bags and unlock the front door. The girl all but clung to her back. The house was dark and quiet in that way that only old houses long unlived in can be. Once inside Lily seemed a bit better; she at least let go of Ashe, though she always hovered a few feet away. She seemed not to know what to make of the house's dark corners and wood paneling.