Was that his first or last name? Edwin. No, it had to be Freddie.Oh dear, she couldn't have had sex with Freddie, surely not him. She must have been d...unk, she must have been ****d!She dug around for her phone in her bag in the kitchen. She couldn't bear to speak with him right now, so she pulled out his number and sent him a text."You better get around here right now and tell me what you did to me. If you don't I'm going to call the police." Angry, confused, tired, sore, worried, she sat back. "If that's what you have to do, then don't flinch. It might even help you be a better lover, if you know first-hand what hurts and what feels really good. I don't think there's a risk you'll prefer men over women, but there's nothing wrong with it. If a woman gets it up the ass sometimes, why can't a man? If a woman is expected to suck dick, why shouldn't a man? I expect you know by now the difference between good head and an amateur. Do you?" He blushed and nodded."The odds are still against. I curled my fingers around his. He hadn’t noticed the nurse’s attractions. He had been looking at me all the time. “Don’t try to talk, Jan.” I couldn’t. There was too much in my mouth. The door swung open as the nurse returned with a small Asian doctor. He was wearing a white coat with a stethoscope draped around his neck. His name label said Doctor Ali. I suppose there are only a few hundred similarly named doctors. “Doctor Ali” is more common than “Doctor Smith”. “Hello Jan,” Doctor Ali. " What does it say?"She paused, sighed, then spoke. "The letters carved there spell 'FAG'. Do you know what that means?" I nodded, tears running down my cheeks. "Y-yes. How could he do... how could..." I burst into tears, sobs racking my small body. She quickly came to my side and held me to her as the grief became too much for me to bear.Another woman, this one dressed as a nurse, rushed into the room. The nurse, a striking redhead, came up to he bed and silently looked on as the doctor.