Frankie paused and locked eyes with her. She dug her hands into the pockets of her pants and shrugged apologetically."You've got to do what you've got...to do," Frankie replied. "Maybe we'll catch up before it's all over." Hopefully," Rachael said, leaning in to peck her on the cheek before disappearing back to her room. "It's great to see you anyway."She turned and started to walk back towards the lift, her stomach twisting with longing. "Good luck tomorrow, Rach," Frankie said, just loud enough. Pushing them gently aside as she probed harder until she touched the shaft behind them. She flicked her tongue and then flattened it and ran it lightly up and over his testicles. She could hear him panting. He was quiet in bed, but she knew how to read the signs now. She watched his testicles move on their own inside his scrotum, rising and then falling again. She licked again and watched them dance. She was doing that. She was making that happen, and she smiled in joy.She grasped his thick,. " She squeezed his left shoulder. Speaking aloud so the team would hear, "Picardo, I want the nanites to get IV access equivalent to a pair of IVs with 14gauge catheters. Have them infuse Ringer's Lactate and hetastarch keeping the blood pressure at 80 systolic for now." He grew drowsier with the fentanyl. "Ken, we're going to fix it now, so you're going to sleep for a while. Dan, please do a rapid sequence intubation, and then put him on surgical anesthesia. I think we are more concerned with. No one else wanted to go out that night so I borrowed one of the cars. Before heading out, I posted an ad on CL. My ad said what I wanted. I wanted to be fucked and cummed in. Simple. I posted a picture of my bent over ass showing my hole (a really tight hole) and my stiff cock pointed straight down. I headed off. If I got no responses, I would see a movie and get some food. When I arrived at the movie theater, I checked to see if I had gotten any messages. I had not. So I did some looking for.