"Mary and Ruth both noticed for the first time that Tammy's fingers were pumping furiously in her little twat. Ruth was suddenly a little sympathetic,...but still annoyed and said, "If you wanted to watch, we have a security system for just that reason." I tried the system," Tammy said a little tearful, "but it isn't the same as being in here with you; feeling your heat from up close; smelling your sweat and hot flowing cunt juice. I can't do that over the system, I can't smell you."Mary smiled. That night was the first night in a very long time that I fucking felt like a man. I don’t even care if we never have sex again, I just want you here. Hell, I had my van toed away while I was checking the shelters for you, I had to walk home. I’ve been checking the homeless shelters ever since you left. I’ve been alone for too fucking long to let you go. Whatever it is…’ ‘You don’t know what it is yet!’ Angel spat as tears started building up in her eyes. ‘Jesus, you don’t even know what it is. To our left, the sea rolling in to carpet the sand with a high tide flow, then withdrawing slowly. To our right, a deserted playground, and beyond that a seafront road and then 3 and 4 story beachfront apartment buildings. More functional than fancy.A big caption appears, filling almost the whole screen, “WORTHING, ENGLAND.”The caption is knocked off the screen as a large Doberman dog races across the sand infront of us and heads out into the sea, jumping to avoid the water as long as he can,. “Hold my hand, Sara,” he said. “It’s not your fault.”I smiled at him; I had no intention of holding his bloody hand; I had unfinished business with him or with his cock to be more precise. I allowed my hand to snake under the stiffened white sheets and let it crawl over his thigh and onto his balls. I cupped them and squeezed gently.I saw the smile creep onto his face once more. The few nurses that were walking around the area seemed oblivious to what I was doing. My hand slowly crept onto his.