He rose from the couch and guided me to the room he changed in. as i entered he grabbed my shoulder and threw me towards the bed. i landed on my back ...nd he followed, as if he was tied by an invisible string to me. he grabbed me and tugged fast. sticking his mouth over my member, it was now my turn. he made me climax hard. he then flipped me over and with his, still rock hard dick, he placed it on my asshole. As i clenched my fists around the quilt i had now gathered in my hands. he drove his. It’ll cost both of you $50 to drink for the rest of the night. The floor below us is reserved if you drink too much or want some alone time. If that happens just go to the bar and talk to James, he’ll supply you with a room key. Other than that enjoy everything.” $50 dollars was pretty steep and would tap me out until my parents get home. I looked over at Amanda, “Do you want to drink?” She smiled at me, “Only if you are drinking.” I looked back at Mike and Charles, “Who do we give the money. "Except for a short-term hunger strike, Aaron MacDonald has been a model patient since coming to ASH."I'd just found Debra Oakman. The last simultaneous lightning strikes created a three-way swap—minimum. John Windom could have moved to another body, or he could have died when he reentered his own body. Or ... The possibilities were too many and varied to follow.I might have clarified the swaps somewhat but I had not solved the conundrum.I asked about the patient's health and his overall. Pat still brings me breakfast and we have sex some times. I give her a safe word and no more taking her like I did. One morning It Shar with breakfast in my room. I shower and sit down with her. She tells me Pat told her about the sex we had. How she had feeling of being out of control. How I captured her body and mind. How the feelings were beyond anything she had before. Doubtful she will ever again. Shar wants to experience this her self. She is no flower to be plucked and has had her share.