All I could think of was the hurt expression and tears on Elena’s face as she left the room. I didn’t want anyone to hurt because of me, and I had...’t done a very good job to prevent it. I woke up from my thoughts when the doctor’s tone of voice became distinctly angry. I looked up at him and I could tell that he was upset. ‘… and after they were unable to find a donor, you said you didn’t want any of the suggested treatments. Basically you decided to slowly kill yourself. And then killing. "I want to go first" and I flipped him over so he was laying down.Without hesitation I unbuttoned him and pulled down his pants to reveal a pair of tight boxers that barely hid Connors manhood."Whoa" I said looking straight at his crotch"Your sure you want to go first?" Connor asked sincerelyAnd with that I ripped off his last item of clothing off of him. Like a spring, Connors manhood shot up almost hitting me. I'd never seen another... Dick before. I felt the blood rise to my cheeks once. There were a couple beige throw rugs over a chipped tile floor, a ratty couch and chair with stains and musty smells. To the left of the living room sat a kitchen. Its counters were covered by peeling vinyl with cuts and stains. Its cabinets had no doors. Dirty dishes were piled up in the sink. From where I stood, I could see no actual food. That was probably for the best.Soon after we entered, Dave came out from a door to the right, his bedroom it turned out. He was a medium fellow, smaller. "I suppose a diaper would be too much. Hmmm. We could ask for a booster seat, you're almost small enough for one of those. I know! We'll take you a cushion. I have a stadium seat that has a zipper on it so a hot pack can be put inside. The cover is washable and we can stuff a phone book into it instead of the hot pack. It will add about three inches if we use the yellow pages. That should also be enough to get your feet off the floor. Will you be comfortable with your feet dangling? I think it.