When I pulled the handful out, I was shocked to see it was my knickers that looked wet. Closer investigation revealed a large damp patch around the gu...set but when I opened them up a puddle of warm creamy seaman was sitting there in them.There’s only one person who could have done this and instead of being angry and furious, I was overwhelmed with precious memories of when his dad was alive. We were daring and adventurous sometimes, he would take me out for lunch from work, and I would give him. When did this start?" she says when I finally close the door. "Well," I reply slowly "if you really want to know, then I should tell you - this is a long story." "I want to know it all." "It had three parts to it... the first part began when I was sixteen, in the high school's bathroom…" * I was standing in front of the urinal, listening to the sound of small thuds coming from one of the stalls. The sound was unmistakable- someone was masturbating. But… in school? Curiosity gets the best. There’s more? “You have blood in your urine, which we hope is not due to internal damage. If it doesn’t clear up in a couple more days, we will need to go in and have a look around. We will take you out of ICU tomorrow. It will be a long recovery, but you will be back to normal in no time. Your mother is out in the hallway and has been waiting to see you. After her visit, we will put you back to sleep. And transfer you to a regular room in the morning.”I am about ready to doze off again, when. She spoke quietly but determinedly, not leaving Lionel any opportunity to interrupt her. “But I don’t think this is the place to do it.” She had no intention of repeating the incident from their first encounter when they had been interrupted with Lionel concealed under the desk. “We can meet for lunch,” she paused for a moment, Lionel looked startled, “if you like.”“Oh. Well. Yes, of course.” Lionel responded. “Shall I book...”“No, don’t.” Allison had no intention of getting sat down for a long.