I had just turned my head. I shut my eyes and opened them again. Greg came back into focus. I couldn’t move my arms and legs. Perhaps they had been ...trapped down while I was unconscious? An attractive young West Indian nurse came in to the room. She had a developed figure that I would kill for. She looked at me. I blinked at her. Her eyes flashed across the bank of monitors beside the bed. “Hello Jan,” she said. “I’ll get the doctor to see you.” She left the room in a dignified hurry. I watched. I liked thema lot even if it didn't seem so today. I had always liked them. I had no idea what to expect from them after this and their response surprisedme ? they seemed relieved. Both of them. I don't know what exactly they thoughtthis was leading up to, but my answer calmed them down. Martha looked at me - ?Can I say something?? ?Sure, go ahead.? ?Well, I would be willing to try to make this more, ah, agreeable, you know,with sex, if it wasn't so hard and frightening. The exercise. I started this with the initial premise and a completely non-sexual dog that you meet in Chapter six. The story made it into the middle of the second chapter, and I found that the characters decided that they were going to change the script so to speak. There are quite a few people that got mad at something that was a phantom wandering around in the drafty halls between my ears. I’m not sure about your fantasy world, but mine has no STD’s. If I’m thinking about what it would feel like to do. Like normal teenagers they giggled and laughed as they changed into their bikinis and came down into the kitchen to make lunch. They were both clad in small string bikinis that barely covered their shaved crotches and nipples. My cock was bulging as I sat there watching the two of them move around the room. They knew they were driving me crazy and they both enjoyed it. The thought of having just fucked Monica kept drifting back into my head and I could not concentrate on anything except their.