"You take this, and use it for pipi," she instructed me. I looked at her doubtfully. How was I going to hold the jug and aim with one of my arms in a ...ling?"Sorry, but..." I gestured towards my left arm in its sling. She immediately grasped the situation."Ah oui, sorry, sorry." She pointed at the button on the side of my bed which would call a nurse. "You need toilet, then you call for me. I will help you." I nodded my reluctant assent. This was going to be awkward. Oh well. Better her than one. “I'll never ever stop loving you or her. You will find someone angel, someone that loves you too and will treat you right. I swear,” John replied. “But I can still kiss her though?” Jeanette asked. “If you really want to, yes,” John replied. Then she kissed me passionately. “I'll never stop loving you either,” I said. “Likewise. I guess I'll let you get back to whatever you were doing now,” Jeanette replied. Then she left and we both laid down on the bed. “I really wish you would have told me. “Aha! All the crumbs and dregs.”“And fragments, morsels and orts, too.”“Well, I’ve thought about Floyd.”“And?”“Let me ask a question. If I were to paint a picture of a strip of land with a stretch of water and several sailboats on the water and I labelled it ‘First Fleet’, would that be OK?”“Sure. But imitative, not original.”“Excellent. Now, if I painted a large galvanized washtub outdoors and a small dark-skinned boy with a few pieces of wood, and labelled it ‘First Fleet’... ?”“Satire,. Thank your black man forthe fuck of your life." Thank you Aaron¡­thank you for the fuck of my life¡­thankyou¡­thank you" The words could not come fast enough.Behind her Aaron grinned in victory and positioned himself for his final assault.Suzie released a loud hissing noise when she felt first his bulbous head thenhis full 11 inch shaft slip up her ass."Oooooohhhhhh God¡­¡­Ohhhhhhhhh God ¡­..OhhhhhhGod." All she could do was babble while new emotions and sensations floodedher head. She spread.