I'm eighteen and Christmas is in five days and I am again in the hospital, this time with both legs broken and in traction. I was walking home from th... library when a lady driving down the street hit a deep pothole, lost control of her car which veered up over the curb and onto the sidewalk and nailed me. God, but I do so fucking hate the god damned holiday season.I was resting when she came into the room and it was several minutes before I even realized she was there. She stood there nervously. I don’t know what to do. Do you have any other surprises for me or is this it?”Jim laughed and said, “No Jack. This is it now, I promise.” He reached out and handed Jack a large key ring filled with keys and continued speaking, “Here are the keys to the hospital and the remaining buildings. Each key’s labeled for the building and door it fits. We’ll be going now. Have fun deciding what to do with all this real estate.”After the men left Jack sat on his porch drinking beer, staring out over his. Your work. Your many nights of unbearable sadness. Always there. Listening to your every word, promising to be there for you, responding every time you emailed or pinged on Yahoo. The one you chose to be your online friend and lover kept the bond strong and vital. Kept you coming back for the comfort and the company you so missed and needed. It became a fairy tale just at the edge of reality and you gladly romped among the colored flowers and clouds, thinking only of the rewards and not the. "You have to be punished for your actions; maybe I should call yourmother." "No, no, please don't," I pleaded.Reluctantly, I lifted my foot so that she could slip the panties over it,then the other foot. She slowly slid them up my legs and pulled them intoplace. Once in place, she gently smoothed them around my bottom thenmoved around to the front softly rubbing my boy-bits through the panties. As she did this, I couldn't help becoming somewhat aroused, in spite ofthe circumstances."Do you.