Hello Sweetie,what a pretty little girl we have here.Don,t fret when theswelling goes down all will be fine.I wanted to say something but my mouth was...so swollen,as were around myeyes that I just did not botherStay here in bed for a day or two,and everything will be done for youuntil you are on your feet again, she said.Now before we let you settle down lets have a look at your piercings,wewill keep our eye on them,making sure they are kept clean,once they arehealed we will sort out a-hole plug. She worked her way from kissing my mouth down to my chin and down around my neck. She made her way back up to my ear and nibbled on it lightly. I smiled knowing that she remembered. I had once told her that it turned me on when people nibbled on my ears. As she nibbled on my ear I could feel her warm breath against it. This made my body shake and I could not help but close my eyes and take in the moment. She was making every inch of my body tingle and I could not wait to experience her more.. My whole mid-section was wrapped up like a mummy. Something was wrong with my right hand and when I raised it up, I discovered four fingers wrapped up with steel braces. That was when it all came back to me. I remembered using that hand to hit a big ugly mother in the face. To round things out, there was some kind of a cast on my left foot. I assumed that my ankle got messed up when everything else happened.Sometimes, I astound myself with my brilliance. I rapidly came to the conclusion that I. It suddenly occurred to Dianne that they were two not sober women standing in the street at nearly nine at night talking, probably too loudly, about getting fucked."Come indoors for a minute; we should not be out here talking like this; someone might hear us," said Dianne as she ushered Sheila into her house."I need a drink," said Sheila on getting inside."You need a coffee and so do I," replied Dianne as she wondered what the immediate and long term future held."Phone Steve and tell him that.