I placed my hand on her check and pressed her head against my now hard throbbing dick. She woke and asked “Is the game over”; I answered “No, it...just went into half time”. She raised her head and looked at the bulge that had been made in my shorts. With a smile she said “What has happen here"? “The warmth of your face had given my cock sweet comfort”, “is that so” she replied, “Yes, I wanted to FUCK your mouth but you looked so beautiful sleeping that I hated to wake you”. She got up and knelt. It's already 1.30 am and you are trying to force yourself to sleep. "Damn the thunders!" you mumbled. Only the sound of clock ticking answers your discomfort. You finally give up your comfy bed and push yourself up. You make your way to the kitchen to find something to drink.You found the half can of lemonade you left on last night's dinner. A quick gulp freshens you up and you are much more awake. You start to feel cold as you realize you have left the warmth of your blanket and your sweater. The firm was clearly at fault but they denied liability and so the matter was going to trial. I was the instructing solicitor.The young man had spent several weeks in hospital, and was eventually discharged as an out-patient, and he returned to live in his flat in the town. The flat was on an upper floor and was accessed by a lift, so no problem for his wheelchair. It looked as if the damage was permanent and that he would be wheelchair bound for the rest of his life (this diagnosis has since. The guy was charming and handsome. He was really articulate. He knew a lot about art and history. He knew so much about the world. He was cultivated and cultured. His charm knew no limits. He took Stefano to clubs and they went dancing. They ate in fine restaurants. All was well. One night, they finally made love. It was his first time. Stefano had fallen in love with Marlon. So happy was he that he told Dee about it! Dee was still with Lloyd at the time but her heart was torn apart when.