"That's deep. You'll need stitches." Great. Can I get my things before I go to the hospital again?" Make it quick," he said. "The sooner you get that ...aken care of, the less likely it is that it'll leave a scar."He followed me into the house. Mr. Pendergrast came as well to act as my hands. Holding the handkerchief to my cheek made it difficult for me to carry much. We went up to my room and I got my things.Luckily, I still had my suitcase in my room. I packed a week's worth of clothes into it,. And when I felt your hand slide down and you started to rub and finger my cunt, I reached down and felt your growing cock and I wanted to pull you over and jam it into me. I know by the smile on your face, you wanted it as much as I did and you still held yourself back and took it slow. You don’t realize how much that makes me want you even more. When I felt your body roll over onto mine, my racing heart slowed to a crawl. I feel so good with you and I wanted to give my all to you.Feeling. The door of the club was closed behind his back, the air of the night flew from his lungs to his mind, cleaning his inner side.His hand called for a taxi, waiting for a cab to stop: something inside was urging him to a deep-down conversation with himself, but Michael wasn't ready.A polite "Thank you sir" to the driver, before walking back home, his steps were digested by the silence of the night.The door closed behind Michael's back and the big pink elephant in the room was floating all around. Harper blushed even more and nodded. “Damn, so you want to jump right into the deep end.”“I just heard that the earlier you have babies the easier the recovery is,” Harper said with a shrug, “that and I think I’ll look hot when pregnant.”“I agree with that,” Jim said grinning as he imagined the petite sixteen-year-old with swelling breasts and a round baby bump.Harper chuckled and took another swig of her drink. “You’re imagining me pregnant, aren’t you?”“Guilty,” Jim chuckled, openly ogling.