His tone was sharp and his command abrupt, making me instantly know he wasn't happy my making him wait.“Almost finished.” I answered, still shakin... and trying to get control over myself.“You better not be touching yourself. If you are, it's just going to be worse for you!"'Oh, shit!' I didn't say, responding with "I'll be right out, Sir," instead.My clit was so sensitive by then I could barely touch it with the sponge, but I had to get the sex off me. If Dave found out I just came again without. ‘Look, you’ve got to understand that the people we’re going to have to work with don’t play games. They do what they do for many reasons. Some because they want the six counties to be part of the republic. Some because they want money and they will do just about anything to get it – those buggers hide amongst the believers. And then there’s some who just want power and control over other people. They know that if you can get people hating each other then you’ve got power over them.’ ‘There is. But not how you think I need help. I know that I can't make it home to my nurse. It is a good hour walk back down the hill and to my house. There's just no way I can make it in time."I said, "Maybe I can run down to the parking lot and call an ambulance for you, or possibly I can find someone who can help us. Wait here, I'll go get help."He said, "No, that isn't the kind of pain I am in. I really do need my nurse. You see, Miss, I never considered needing to go to the bathroom. I have to. ‘I am,’ she replied in an airy kind of voice. ‘I need a shirt.’ He would have just said ‘shirt’ but he could at least act civilized, even if he was covered in blood and shirtless. ‘So I see,’ she said dryly, eyeing his muscled scar-riddled chest. ‘When?’ ‘Now. And pants. Please.’ he hated asking for help, but he had no wool and no knowledge of clothing. That was one of the things that wasn’t covered in the library. He left no doubt in his voice that she might not do it. She sniffed sourly and.