He was recovering from a cycling accident, as far as I could tell he had been training for a cycling race when he was hit by a car. He didn't speak ab...ut his accident but he had cruched ribs and was more or less immobile until they healed. I used to make sure I was the one who did the bulk of the caring for Mr Bartholemew, I told myself it was because it was important to his healing to have a familiar face, actually I just enjoyed his company, he never complained and always asked how I was, we. N’debi who had dispatched the other slaver looked on amazed. The trackers and N’debi’s men gathered up the bodies off the slavers, while the Gurkhas and David tended to the women and children. They smashed the rifles off the slavers, but allowed the edge weapons to be kept by the Matabele and Maasia warriors, they used the scimitars to hack off their heads and stick them on poles at the side off the track has a warning. The women and children were mounted on to the horses and the donkey and. I'll make sure I'm wearing my watch to time it. Also, what do you mean about doing something nice for me? You don't need to do anything for me, I already owe you big time for finding Aikido for me and for being VERY discreet about Carol and me."Her answer was a less than enlightening, "Don't be silly!" She put down her glass and went outside. I guessed the conversation was over, so I followed her.Donna and I had a good time playing, and were still doing so when Mom got home. Shortly after that. Right from the start I noted that the nurse’s exam was much different from the “matter of fact” approach of the urologist; hers was the caring touch of a nurse. Applying a heavy coating of lube all over my anus with her right hand, she placed her left hand on my back. She then gently touched my bum. my first reaction was to tighten my anus. Leaning lightly onto my back she said, “Just relax; I will take this slowly so that you have time to open up your bum and let me slip in.”Doing my best to.