I changed, put everything, except phone, in my locker. I put on the matching surgical hair cap and booties I found in the inner pocket of the pants.No...one questioned me being in the room with Molly once they saw my scrubs. Only certain people here have scrubs of their own. Everyone else uses the hospital’s generic ones.They had stripped her, gotten a catheter in, put an IV in her hand, and someone was taking blood. Once they had all the vials of blood, they started wiring her up to the. Oh, and that ass! Let’s just say, Sir Mix a Lot would have been proud. I mean, damn, I just about blew my top every time I saw her. I think she had that affect on every guy. And she was mine. Why I had no clue, but I sure as hell didn’t take it for granted. I fucked her brains out every chance I got. And let me tell ya, she fucks even better than she looks.Anyway, I didn’t pull you to the side to tell you how she looks. I remember the very first time … holy hell … my cock still gets hard when I. I needed to taste her first hand and my tongue drove repeatedly deeper into her or so tight pussy, it must have been in direct proportion to her small frame since I had never experience someone so tight before. I hungrily lapped up every copious drop she could deliver as she bucked her hips and cried out that she was cumming again. All this time, my cock was painfully erect and needed some immediate satisfaction. As soon as Mac moaned that she wanted me inside her, I grabbed a condom from the. .Despite the state's inside smoking law, the bar smelled like an ashtray. I sat at a table, sipped my beer, and played about on my phone while I waited for my food.It hadn't been busy when I came in, but it had suddenly gotten even quieter. I looked around and spied a bunch of people scrambling out the back. Then someone stepped up to my table.I turned and looked up...waaaay up.He wasn't wearing his sunglasses this time, but the bald head and bushy red moustache was unmistakable: Man-mountain!I.