"You sure this is what you want?" he said.I nodded. "It is. Are you okay with that?" I asked."I'm okay. Now, who do I have to see about a blow job?"I ...hrew an un-ironed shirt at him. We both laughed.* *Monica had come home frazzled, and I got her a glass of wine. She saidshe'd rather have a scotch on the rocks. I fetched it.She put her arm around me, and I snuggled against her. When we didthat, all was right with the world."Gus came by today," I said."And?" And nothing. He came by, and we. I did, and ate the best, largest breakfast I could remember eating in years. It was nice to have fresh fruit, and eggs, and milk, and sausages, and not worry about how they’d been stored or what they were made from. For all that, it wasn’t nearly as satisfying without all the teasing and chatting I’d become accustomed to during mealtime over the past weeks. The doctor showed up not long after I arrived back in my room. The only thing he had to report was that in my absence, I’d been assigned a. Dirty." Aww, crap." The attendant stared at him through her eternally sorrowful eyes. "Now what?" I've got to run over to Bellevue and get this tested. At the least, it means I've got a mountain of paperwork waiting for me. At worst, well..." Yeah. You might as well head over now, Doctor Nelson. I'll get this cleaned up."As the attendant bent to start gathering up the debris, Nelson turned towards the door, then swiveled and said, "Can you call Doctor A. and let her know what happened? She's. .. The finishing touches were a gold bracelet and large hoopgold earrings, and finally I slipped my feet into 4" pointed toe blackstilettos.It was 7:30 by the time I pulled into the hotel lot, "Damn" I said out loud, his car wasn't thereIt would be just my luck he would have some late night meeting or dinnerengagement, or even worse he was out chasing trannies again.I parked on the street so as not to draw too much attention, lit acigarette and waited for what seemed to be forever. In this case.