"Two fucking weeks! That doctor, he told you I was in an induced coma, remember? In other words, they were keeping me knocked out for a while so I wou...dn't stir around, get all panicky and everything and maybe mess up the repairs they did to me, to my legs and my arm and my hips and my guts and all, right?" Right," I put in, using as positive a tone as I could muster."So how long do they usually do that?" she demanded. "This long? Wouldn't they have waked me up by now? Or tried to? Tried to,. Yeah, I was a wreck. My mother was expecting me to marry a young man within the Muskogee nation, but I kept telling her that I was struggling with myself. I was in the wrong body, the conformity was too much for me, and I wanted a change of scenery from this constant sadness that plagued me day in and out.So, here I am in April of 2006, in my late twenties, wearing a binder around my already size B cups- pre-everything. At the table next to me, was the honey-blonde, long haired beauty reading. Finally she opened her eyes and smiled at me. "Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?" she said, her voice weak and thin. "I've never had anyone do me quite the way you just did." "Does that mean I've passed the test?" Jessica smiled again. "Oh, yes, you passed with flying colors. If that is any indication of what this year is going to be like, two things are going to happen. One, you'll make partner easily. Two, I might just orgasm myself to death." We both laughed at that. I just. "He smiled at her as he pulled his jeans on. "You are wonderful," he said. She was, well she had been anyway. Theirs was a no strings attached relationship, if it could even be called a relationship. Sure, she was the only woman he had been out with in months, but hell, she was amazing, she was convenient. That was it, theirs was a relationship of convenience, he was sure she was teasing about him loving her. They had both made it plain from the beginning no strings.She climbed on the bike.