Then it dawned through my fog- yeah, and there was a fourth on the night table.I frantically searched through the room. I found a bottle of very cheap...vodka. I ripped off the cap, and swigged it to my lips, and took a few great swallows. It burned like almighty hell going down. And then I felt very sick. I just made it to the bathroom in time to throw up. I felt better. A little better.It was sunday, and it was early morning. There was no way the Wine & Spirits Shoppe down the street would be. The surgery went well but I’m a little worried as to why you stopped breathing. I moved you here so I can keep an eye on you. A nurse will stop by in a while to draw some blood and do a blood gas ok?. He put on a white lab coat over his green scrubs and placed his stethoscope round his neck. ?I’ll be back to check on you after rounds?. He kissed her lightly on the lips and left. A nurse bustled in a while later to draw the bloods and then left Misty alone with her thoughts about how lucky she. Just then I realize she has one hand cupped under her left breast and her right hand between her legs! Hearing a slight moan I walk over to the shower door and tell her:"Don't Stop.. That is very sexy!"She turns to me with suprise "What are you doing here?" When she then realises I am completly naked and my rock hard cock is standing straight UP!" Bill, I am engaged now!" So I hear, Congadulations!" as I open the door and step into the shower... As I place my hands on her hips "My fathers. Thanks for letting me work through it without trying to stop me. And thanks for making so much time for me.”“You’re welcome. You know, after a few months in Chicago, you might get tired of being with me all the time!” I teased.“Never, Steve Adams. You know I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I’ll never, ever get tired of being with you!”“Nor I you, Honey.”I dropped her at her house and then headed back to Melanie’s. She and Pete were sitting cuddled on the couch, watching TV. Melanie.