I had fallen out of the habit when I was in the army and when I returned home, I was too busy to allow myself the luxury of taking the time. But this ...as different. This time I had a purpose. This time, I wanted help. Help from someone … God. There wasn’t anyone else who could make a difference. We visited the hospital on Sunday morning, but there was no change in Shelly’s condition. She didn’t seem any different from the previous afternoon. She was exactly in the same position and her face. I quickly turning around and there was this dude. Chocolate covered skin, tall and masculine, light brown eyes, and rippling muscular arms that extended from his crisp white wife-beater. "Mmmm" I said seductively. He laughed a little and open his mouth, "Hey sexy, how you doing". "Just fine and you" I replied"Good I see your enjoying ya'self" I am and you should too"He laughed a little again and threw his hands up in the air and was boppin' to the music. This went on for the rest of the song. Will you teach meto pleasure you now?" Gemma, you sweet thing. I will definitely teach you but what in theworld are we going to do about poor old Michelle there? Michelle, handsat your sides, good boy for keeping them away from your clit this wholetime. Now come here and give me a kiss."I crawled up the bed on the other side of Alice, lay down and kissedher. She didn't touch my cock but reached underneath to tease my holeand grope my ass. "Poor little Michelle, feeling left out. Hands andknees,. She was dressed in a loose t shirt and shorts. I too was in my t shirt and bermudas. Whenever she lifted her hands above her head to tie her hair, her boobs could be seen through the sleeves. She had a lovely pair of boobs, well kept and reasonably huge. After we crossed the dam, we had a puncture and there are no mechanics nearby. She looked at me and asked if we should call the backup for help or we could do it ourselves. I was confident of changing the wheel hence said no worry I will.