I think I sleptmost of the time. But I occasionally remember hearing fragments ofnearby conversations. And several times I felt people touching me and...oving my body (on my bed?), and one time I felt a momentary stick assomething was put into my arm (a needle?). But as time went on I wasmore and more fully awake and able to take in my surroundings. Onemorning I woke up (How do I know it was morning? It just felt likemorning.) and I was lying in a bed in a nice room (Not a hospital? Toonice.) and. Kim and Beverly shyly went into the bathroom, but left the door open. As I sat on the bed and watched, they began making out and slowly removing each other's clothes. Beverly is a plus-sized brunette with shoulder-length hair and a plush, sexy body. They stripped nude while they kissed, seemingly forgetting about me, and after a while, Beverly sat on the counter, spreading her legs so Kim could kneel and lick her shaved pussy.It was clear that they'd done this before. Kim obviously knew exactly. Down below!” Once more a cough and long silence followed.“Go on, you are doing great!” Trisha encouraged.“My wife lost interest years ago. I didn't, but couldn't bring myself to have an affair, so I... well you know... I satisfy myself. Well, I used to, would still like to but... but it just doesn't work anymore!” He was almost sobbing now.“Look, unless there is a medical problem, we can help you; it’s nearly always a mental attitude that is causing the issue you describe. Why don't you come in. I wanted him to give me the kind of smile that meant ‘let’s do this again’ before we both drifted off to sl**p. On several mornings, I would get up, only to realize that part of me had already risen. Brandon was usually still asl**p. I’d walk across our dorm room, hoping he’d wake up to a view of my morning wood. He never did. Instead, I would hop into the shower and empty my load down the drain. Feeling some relief, I’d quickly get dressed and head to class. Brandon and I were on different.