“Do you like Jim’s cock, Buddy?”My mouth was open. Nothing came out. My stomach lurched. Sam kissed me on the cheek, smiled and went up to bed.E...en after I closed my mouth it took me a minute to realize I was as hard as I’d ever been, harder even than the first time I looked down the front of Marisol Wang’s dress.The next day, chores done, Sam and I had been on the couches reading most of the afternoon until she tossed her book down and headed for the kitchen.“Buddy, come here and give me a. Meri halat to pehle se kharab thi me utha aur un ki kamar par hath rakha to unhone jhatke se mere ko dhakka de diya (unhe galat fehmi ho gayi thi ke me unke satn jabardasti kar raha hu) me utha aur aunty ko kaha ki aunty me aap ki madad karne ke liye aap ki kamar par hath rakha tha…Me unki kamar pakad kar unhe utha kar bag utaarne me un ki madad karna chahta tha….Mene aunty se kaha to aunty ne sorry boli aur kaha thik hai tum mujhe uthao me utarti hu….Me un ko jab uthaya to us ki gaand mere muh. The administrator bought my journalist persona and told me all about Aaron MacDonald, the patient at ASH that had been struck by lightning not once, but twice.That the patient had been struck by lightning twice had been an educated guess on my part, but in the guise of a freelance journalist, it was the only angle I could think of that would allow me to uncover as much information as possible about whoever was currently occupying my original body.From what the administrator told me, I was able. He said he suffered a bike accident,broke his hand and leg.Was in hospital.Got a surgery done.He is stitched up.Got lots of stitches on his hand and leg.I told him to never mind.I was going to goa for diwali vacation.Invited him too.He came.So its both of us.We stayed at dona paula.Near the jetty is a shitty hotel.Small a/c room.We hired a car and off we went on day trips to the beaches.Went into the sea.In the water he stroked my cock,gave a good handjon.Felt relaxed in the hot sun and cold.