." Oh Dear! ... Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. And I thought it was just going to be a simple drunken brawl that resulted in a tragic accidental death. Oh...dear, oh dear, oh dear..."His words echoed through my befuddled brain as the seriousness of the accusation against me resonated in my confused mind."My wife ... My fucking bitch wife ... I might have known she was the cause of all this shit."My stomach couldn't take any more. I couldn't hold back any longer. I violently threw up the contents of. "In about an hour, we're going a mile down the road to a plastic surgery center. We'll put you under sedation and implant the charm. Then we'll bring you back here. In the meantime, you can suck on ice chips. You shouldn't be eating anything."The doctor, or someone, had arranged things so well I was through the hospital's door, into one of those awful gowns, onto a metal table in surgery and under sedation practically without a pause.I awoke back in my room in the hotel. I don't mean that I. My clothes were off first, not erect yet, but she kept her clothes on, rather her gray bikini panties, the bra was off and I began sucking her breast licking the sweat off her. She said" I want to do something different" I said "hell yeah" She told me to lie on the bed on my back. I did exactly that. She got on top of me and kissed me pushing my arms out above my head. I felt something cold go around each wrist. CLICK.... CLICK. "There" she said smiling. "Your all mine" she said. Yep, I was. This was the first summer after I started college and I was on vacation from school. So was she. Even though we were not twenty-one yet we had been able to get an older guy to buy us some cheap wine. Boone's Farm I think. Not really sure anymore.But we had been down along the beach away from everyone else. We were getting along great. Now we had finished the bottle of wine and were heading back along the shore. Janie was walking faster and faster."Hold up. What's the hurry?" I asked."I need to.