His head still felt as though it wanted to float off of his shoulders. Any quick movement sent stabs of pain through it, and he found that he was bare...y strong enough to stand up.The sky outside was a clear lavender, but a gusty wind carried the stench of the swamps to him. Low banks of clouds to the east showed where the storm had gone, masking the morning sun. Only the windshredded foliage and heavy surf on a nearby beach remained to tell of the storm's fury. Not far from where the copter. But if I do pull over, please don't 'do me.' We're on Old York Road, here. Nobody gets 'done' on Old York Road!" Stop crying, and get this vehicle to Lois Silverthorn's house, as quickly as possible!"It had been a long, long time since they had been together. Longer than when Paul had gone back to Kentucky, to wait out Lois' bar review course with his parents in Pikeville.The last time they had been together here -- at Lois' house, in Lois' bed, had been the night before Paul's move to Nutley,. I playfully twisted to the side and picked up my clothes making sure to bend at the waist giving him a great view of my backside.“Holy shit”, I said to myself, “I’m actually trying to turn on another guy”.Then a jolt of electricity ran through my body as I felt Nick’s hand touch my hip. He pulled my body toward him, now seated on the edge of the couch. I spun resting my hands on his shoulders as he slowly moved his hands from my sides to my backside. I could feel his body steaming. His breath. “Good, then let's continue.” Fiona completed before taking the end of the rope formerly tied to the left post of the foot board and pulled it to the headboard and tied it there before completing the same process to the rope used to hold Dave's leg to the right foot board post. Completing her task, Fiona took a look at Dave's positioning. His legs were anchored wide enough to look slightly uncomfortable, his ass and hips were lifted slightly off the bed exposing his anus, and his balls hung down.