.................................................................................................Half way through the first week I got a call in the k...tchen to rush some sweetened orange juice to one of the rooms as there was a diabetic there having a turn. I was a bit confused because even though this was a country hospital surely they had insulin or whatever other meds and equipment they needed. I didn’t waste time though; I grabbed a fresh bottle from the cool room and a clean glass and. She closed her eyes and moaned "That feels so good, please don't stop." I better stop," I said, "before I rip the rest of your clothes off." "I wouldn't mind," she replied, "but don't you think we can find a more comfortable place than this. Let's go in the living room to the sofa." "Glenda, are you sure about this?" "Don't worry, I've wanted this for a long time now, but it seemed that you'd never take the hint." she revealed as she began stroking my hard cock outline on the front of my. He was working in the garage when I approached him and tried to remain there on one pretxt or the other. I could see the outline of his bulge in his pants and my mouth drooled with spit. He saw all this and did not show any sign of interest untill I rubbed my ample bosom against his massive back.” yeh kaya kar rahi ho madam, aap ko yahan nahin hona chahiye, malik mujhe naukri se nikal denge,” he said and at the same time rubbed his back against my bosom. I was on fire, ” Hasan, I have been. An old woman found by me. She had been a nurse before. She brought me back to health and I lived as her son until Jim's group found us and forced us to join them. It wasn't too bad. Momma Carol worked with me to teach me from what books we could find. I had to learn to read again but learned quickly. That's another reason she thinks I was twelve or thirteen when I got sick. My vocabulary and knowledge fit that age as did my growth after I was feeling okay."We were part of Jim's group as it took.