“Lungs are still clearing; you can’t breathe by yourself yet. It should be out tomorrow. But first... “ He took a penlight from his pocket and l...aned close over me, flicking a beam of light into both eyes. “Good.” Moved down to the end of the bed, rolling up the covers, and slid something sharply pointed down the sole of each foot. “Feel that?”Two blinks.“Very good. We’ll give you a better way of communicating in a moment.” He tapped some notes on a pad. “I’ll come by tomorrow to talk to you. And... ,” Marilyn trailed off.“And there are limits to my sexual prowess, is what she’s trying to say. I could never satisfy her entirely on my own. At first, it was because I had a wife of my own, who wanted sex right up until the end, but later it was because of my declining health. I do my best, with the help of Viagra, but I have ... only so much, Tom. May I still call you Tom?” Jacob finished his lover’s words.“I suppose. We were friends for a long time before this. Not sure if we can be. Her cunt muscles sucked his cock like a mouth as he used his hips to speed her up. He felt his daughters tears strike his chest even as he noticed that she was starting to work her hips in earnest. You little whore, he growled. You like this. Youre enjoying being made to ride me. She shook her head desperately, but shed always been a bad liar. Talk to me, Karen, he ordered, thrusting harder up into her. I know you want it. Tell me how badly. Ride Daddys cock and tell me how much you love it!. .. If you've got any more questions," Rose grins, and winks discreetly at me, minding the woman tapping away at a computer beside her at the counter."Oh, but," I say, before stopping. I smile at her, my heart racing. Her eyes seem to hold unspoken messages now, and although I hunger for answers, I look down at the paper in my hand, connecting the dots Rose resumes her paper sorting, albeit with her gaze fixed on me."Thanks," I say, relieved to see that the plump woman working beside Rose has.