I lead you to a small rowboat by the nearby lake. Silently we get in and I row away from the shore. I am taking long slow strokes with the oars. You c...me between my legs as my arms move in lazy circles. You unzip my pants and my now semi hard cock comes into view. You reach in and pull it out. Your hand starts to stroke it in time with my rowing. Soon it is as stiff as the oar handle I am holding. You then bend down and take it in your mouth, your lips wrapping around the head like a silken. The ride there was pleasant and as they grew closer the smell of smoke from the fireplace filled the air along with scent of the tall stands of pine. The path was lit by old fashioned lanterns leading the way to the B&B.Upon arriving they were greeted at the door by a beautiful Asian woman.She said, “Welcome to the Candy Cane bed and breakfast, my name is Mary but please call me Sugarplum as that is what everyone calls me.”The three of them looked at each other and with a few snickers Laura. The first guy on the list has pneumonia and I don’t dare cut him. The second passed on the night before. That brought me to you. It was a good match. It hurt to pack it in ice and send it to Arizona.”“Do I stand a chance of coming to the top of the list again?” I asked.“I never give up hope for my patients, Dag,” he responded. “Let’s get you healthy again so you can survive a transplant if we get one.” He paused and I had the feeling he wasn’t telling everything. Hell, he’d just given me a. “I think I need new clothes if I’m going on a date with Jesus.” She said. RACHELGod had me dressed up in a strapless pink dress that revealed a tasteful amount of cleavage. I had diamond earrings and conservative makeup (Lucy wanted me made-up like a whore, but I declined). Lucy was in an elegant black gown that highlighted her impressive curves with a bodice that barely stopped half-way down her areolas. God wore her typical cream dress with the plunging neckline that revealed the inner.