It did not take long for Emma to become aware of Carol's undeserved feelings towards her, but Emma resolved to prove herself.Carol was responsible for...planning the work roster and for ensuring that everyone on their patient list received a home visit at least once per month. Carol was quick to decide that Emma should deal primarily with the less cooperative patients and in particular one nasty piece of work by the name of George Brown. George was a 60 year widower with a cantankerous. However, there came a point when we both knew that enjoyable exercise was not enough and I crept into her compartment with her husband snoring to pin her to the mat with my ardent cock meeting little or no resistance. She would give me little sweets from her pockets, when the others were not looking and I knew she had an attachment for me or at least for my obviously ready for action male equipment. I saw my sister watching her giving me a treat one afternoon with a questioning look on her face. I got out of the shower and dried myself..Sat on the edge of the bed put the TV on. Aggghh no fucking soaps need to do something else. So I got dressed and went down to the bar. Got myself a beer. It was quite in there another man and his " girlfriend maybe. I liked to people watch and thought he was the boss and she the secretary and they was having an affair. I was sat at the bar the 1st beer didn't take long to finish so I ordered another. A few minutes later another man came into the bar. “I thought I was alone on this island!” the girl said, and seemed to be laughing as she said it. Oh, don’t screw this up! I thought. I wasn’t thinking of just my reply to what she’d just said, I meant the whole meeting. I couldn’t imagine her being interested in me other than as a distant neighbor, but I didn’t want her to think I was an idiot.“Duh...” my mouth said, not having gotten the message. Shit! I thought. “So did I...”She laughed, almost gaily.“You live in Sparkton?” she asked. And I.