I could really go for a pizza, not that I was likely to find one in my hospital room. I thought about trying to find a call button, but it really seem...d like too much effort.He bit my neck though, didn't he? Tentatively, I reached for my neck. Just as my fingertips brushed the gauze bandage, the door to my room opened. A nice looking young man strolled in, carrying a binder which had to be my chart. He wore pale blue scrubs under a white lab coat with a stethoscope slung around his neck. He. It tasted like dirt that had died. Butknowing it was their shit I was eating made it worthwhile. After abit, we didn’t even bother going to the break room, I would crouchbehind them right out on the sales floor, and they would crap in mymouth, right in front of the customers, who instead of beinghorrified, were fascinated to see me actually swallowing their shit,and drinking their pee. After a few times of doing this, a woman whohad been watching, asked if she could use me for a minute, she. “Do me a favour,” she said. “Go and draw the curtains.”I got off the bed and did as she asked. I closed it all out, pulled the curtains together so that the sense of a condensed universe got even tighter. Then, when I turned to face my aunt, with enough daylight filtering in I could still see her quite clearly, I saw she’d removed her skirt and was standing there in her blouse and briefs and shoes, expression uncertain.Janet confirmed her anxiety by whispering, “Are you sure I’ll do?”Which is. ‘It certainly is!’ Joe continued, unbuttoning the dress slowly, carefully, spreading the garment apart as he did. Helen lay there, her excitement growing, as he slowly removed her clothes. After what seemed like an eternity, he had the dress completely open. ‘My God!’ he whispered, gazing at her ardently. Helen’s body was already on fire. Her chest was heaving and she had a hard time breathing. It felt as if her heart were going to explode. She wore nothing now, save for a very sheer bra and.