"I stink! I need a shower," Cassie replied."I haven't finished with you yet," Miguel chuckled.He reached out and picked Cassie up and threw her over ...is shoulder."Put me down you big lunk!" Cassie flailed at him and kicked her legs inthe air, pretending to fight.Miguel was striding down the hallway towards her bedroom."I'm going to. And then I'm going to fuck you again," Miguel laughed."Well only if you insist," Cassie laughed.Miguel tossed Cassie on the bed and she squealed. He grabbed her. He glanced questioningly at me. “He's my fiancee,” Mary explained. “Okay,” the nurse said with a shake of his head. “We share everything,” Mary explained. “Of course you do,” the nurse said flatly. He clearly wasn't used to women bringing their partners into the gynecologist. The nurse had Mary disrobe and get in a medical gown and left the room to give her some privacy. Mary's panties were sticky with a mix our cum when she pulled them off. The nurse returned a few minutes later, knocking. All my family had on over-sized football jersey type shirts made up; home games were orange with black letters and my #33 on both the front and back with my name; and black jerseys with orange letters and numbers for away games. I was both shocked and impressed by this gesture. I later found out all my family coming to the game were outfitted this way and they were taking up a lot of bleacher space too.When I got out of the truck I was given a small cooler filled with ice and plastic bags. "Look lady, I ain't much, but I got a little pride left, not much but a little. I know for a fact that I have never walked in the kind of circles you walk in. We never met." "Hear me out," she said. "Twenty years ago, you found me in a doorway freezing my ass off. You fed me, gave a place to stay for the night, and then . . ." "Carmela!" She smiled broadly. "You do remember. I'm surprised you remember my name. And for the record, I have never forgotten yours, Darnell Lamm with two m's. Sorry.