Sad from Rita's point of view. Next she headed into George's room. Now George was a whole different matter.George was 44, in overall good health but h...d come into the ER with crushing chest pain a week ago. The heart attack hadn't been bad, but had required some intervention - a stent. He had come to her unit because the floor was full. Six hours after his cath, Rita had pulled his sheath. This required about 20 minutes of pressure on his femoral artery in his groin. She usually paid no. Marcus knew Sharon was a member of a street gang and was often in trouble. Marcus started to push the wheelchair through the corridors and into the lift, inside the lift Marcus got a surprise, he was behind Sharon and he looked down and saw one side of her gown was slightly open giving him a good view of one of her boobs not just part of it but the whole boob nipple as well, Marcus smiled and thought nice. The lift stopped at the ground and Marcus took Sharon into the gardens where Sharon got. It certainly did not hurt that I had written her latest hit single.There was an opening act that came on about half past eight. She was really a true unknown, but I enjoyed her music. I believe the other members of the audience felt the same as they politely clapped after each song. This was certainly no heavy metal crowd. She played for about forty minutes before acknowledging Cheryl and taking a last bow before leaving the stage.Finally, about ten o'clock Cheryl took the stage. The audience. It were just fingers, my mind thought, just fingers of a stranger stuck into my mouth and softly wiggling around, but something about this act felt so right and intimate. “Relax your tongue,” I heard Clare’s whispered instruction and felt her hands roam over my front side, fluttering touches on heated skin, “let him do whatever he does and just experience it. Keep breathing evenly.” I quickly learned what she meant by it. Robert’s fingers began to move back and forth, at first just a little.