”Sam’s voice was matter-of-fact rather than sad or judgemental.As she spoke, Sam started to rub my cock, which responded well to her skilled hands... I was just about to ask for a blow job when the doorbell rang. It was only 7 AM.“Priya made it,” Sam said excitedly, “She said she was going to really try, go and let her in.”I could see from the impish look on Sam’s face that she wanted me to go downstairs naked and semi-erect. I had fucked Priya a few times and the thought of seeing her again. I’m a nobody who lets people down. But I look around and realise there’s no-one else for Wilson Reedy. So I stay.And when I leave the room alone later, I remember the single word they’ve bandied about: inoperable. And so here I am, weeks after his return from hospital, stroking his erection in bed, both of us naked and laughing at my acquired expertise in masturbation.“I might not be here in six months, so make the most of that,” he says. Wilson loves gallows humour, though he’s told me his. He seemed much politer and more intelligent than them and had already made known his intention of reading for the law. Perhaps he took after his mother, she thought.She approached his bed as he finished his tea. “More, milord?”“Thank you, but no, Jenny.” Jamie tried not to stare at her chest. Her full breasts swayed delightfully beneath the thin cotton.“Milord, is there a problem? You keep staring at me so,” she asked coyly.Jamie’s face reddened, and he turned away. “No, no problem, sorry,” he. "Excuse me sir... can you please put sunscreen on me?" "Uhhmmm... sure" he replied, looking over at Ben. He'd seen she was with him. Ben smiled and nodded back. The man stood and looked at Alex's body. It was stunning, and she was virtually naked."All over please sir... I don't want to get sunburnt anywhere".He smiled and squeezed some sunscreen out of the tube. Hesitantly he started on her arm, rubbing the lotion with long smooth motions down her slender arm. He couldn't believe he was.