You don't have to do much, but do try and stay with us."Two days later I was moved out of intensive care and into a regular room. My head still hurt l...ke the devil. My leg was in a full cast. The only thing that I'd been told was that a bullet had done some damage.I hadn't been watching TV in the intensive care room, but now that I was in a regular room the nurses would walk in and turn it on. I turned it off; I didn't want mind numbing trash bombarding me. I needed to try to remember what had. Andrea was on a winding muddy road when lightning struck a tree behind her ... she screamed. In the flash she only saw a silhouette of a kneeling lady. The Sprit of Ecstasy! Eleanor! The kneeling Eleanor was the mascot devised for the Phantom III of 1936-1939.After the first Rolls mascot, Eleanor was standing but bent, head to the wind, arms back, robe tightly formed against a marvelous body ... pure ecstasy. In the interest of streamlining, the company asked for a less obtrusive Eleanor .... She felt so good I could have stood there forever. Then she pulled away from me. I cried out, thinking she was leaving. Then she took my hand. ‘I think it’s time you showed me the bedroom, Love,’ she whispered. I didn’t hesitate. I led her to my small bedroom. The bed was a queen-size and took up most of the space. ‘Nice,’ Chrissie said. Letting go of my hand she moved to the large window and closed the blinds, and then the door. It was now very dim. For the first time that night I felt some. Instead, I lifted up, took hold of her hips, and pulled her to the edge of the bed. The chemise rode up and fully exposed her bare sex. She took me in both of her hands and rubbed my erect penis up and down her slick warmth. I groaned out my need, and she nudged me into position. For a brief moment we balanced there on edge, she nodded, and I pressed against her. There was a brief resistance, and suddenly, her hot, slippery sheath surrounded and squeezed the head of my penis.“Wait,” she said,.