HC pulled the plug out slowly until the tip was yet inside him and slammed it back in. His ass fought the meddling while his body was appeased.He hear... the imaginary voice ask him as he continued to fuck himself, “Who are you”? Without any delay or second thought, his voice was heard in the room, “I am your bitch boy, sugar daddy. I am your bitch, I am the cock to fuck you, I am your bitch”. Somehow, he had started fucking himself harder as he talked of fucking his sugar daddy. He could hear. "Where are you?"My mouth was too parched to speak well."Hospital," I croaked."Do you know what city you're in?" asked the doctor.I shook my head. How the hell was I supposed to know what hospital I was in let alone what city it was in."How about what state you're in?" Michigan?" Oh my!" cried another woman in the background. She sounded vaguely like my Aunt Grace who I hadn't seen in years."Aunt Grace?" I croaked."Yes honey, I'm here!"My Aunt Grace appeared above me. She was even prettier than. I especially liked Colonel Clancy in Virginia.I hopped out of the stiff bed in the gasthaus and dug into my bag to pull out a pair of jeans and a purple t-shirt. I slipped into my knife harness and, feeling paranoid, I slipped four throwing knives out of my bag to slip into my socks. After I got my socks and shoes on, I ran out of my room, down the stairs, and into the barroom of the gasthaus. Dad already had a plate in front of him and as soon as the wife of the owner saw me bolt from the. “What the hell, you’re not wearing panties! Are you really going to drive like that?” Sara’s frayed, short jean skirt couldn’t hide her delicious light brown bush.Sara smiled as she put Red in reverse, “Yep. I have no choice with the seat up so far. And, yeah, I’ve kinda gotten used to going commando and I love the air blowing on my bush. It kinda turns me on …. and besides, the truckers seem to like it too.” She winked at Lauren.Lauren smiled but was confused by her comment. “The truckers?.