Milk. Tea.” “Uh, soda.” Ms. Betty slid out her bedroom door. I heard her say something to Millie as she went into the kitchen. I lay down on the...bed and pulled the sheet up over my legs and hips. It was then that I finally noticed how hard my cock felt. I reached down and wrapped hand around it, realizing that it felt longer and thicker than normal. I smiled as Ms. Betty came back in with out drinks. I sat up as she handed me my glass and sat hers on the nightstand. I drained half the glass as. For the next hour or so, I sat there in a daze, staring at her lovely face, listening to the beep, beep, beep of the heart monitor and the slow rhythmical hissing sound from the oxygen cylinder attached to the mask that was over Marnie's mouth. At short intervals nurses and doctors would appear, inspect the readouts and screens surrounding the bed; sometimes fiddling with the many drips and things attached to Marnie's body. Usually, looking at me with a sympathetic expression on their face. The. “Why? Because you can see him, too? He’s not going to be naked.”“You’re not naked,” said Ronnie. “You still have sweats on.”“If you take your shirt off, I’ll take my sweats off,” offered Alex. “I’m not wearing panties under them.”“This is crazy!” moaned Ronnie.“Crazy fun,” countered Alex.“I have to go!” gasped Bob. He stood, and swayed as orthostatic hypotension caused his brain to be starved of oxygen for a few seconds. The front of his pants poked out obscenely, and both girls were presented. While they were working I went looking for something to offer them in the way of refreshments, but I was out of beer and couldn't find any soft drinks. There were a few more cans of frozen lemonade concentrate in the freezer, but I was out of lemons to add to the pitcher, so I passed on that idea too. In the end, I gave the guy who seemed to be in charge the last sixty bucks I had in my wallet as a tip. He had passed along the message from Billy that the other half of the equipment was on order.