” I said before I realized what I had just said.”Have you done that Steph?” Jeff said looking at me with lust in his eyes.I decided to be honest...and said, “yes lots of times.”It was very quiet in the room. Dad then cleared his throat and said, ”ok guys we are here to play poker, no more talk about gloryholes. Stephanie, I will talk to you later about it, ok?.” ”Sure, Daddy.” I said as I played with my long blonde hair, with my blue eyes looking at the guys. If one of them would have asked for a. The chair for the desk had no arms, so it would work perfectly. I moved it into the center of the room, between the two beds’ footboards.She looked at me sternly.“I’m only doing this because I’m in incredible pain.”“So am I. I’m only thinking of you.”I couldn’t hold back an ear-to-ear grin. Right. She moved over to the desk lamp and shut it off.“You don’t need to turn the lights off,” I said taking my seat.“Wrong.”Hotels have about a million different lights in the rooms (none of which are. "Your offer of reconciliation didn't go over as well as you had hoped, I see", I quipped, once we were finally alone together many hours later in her hospital room. She tried to laugh herself silly, but her ribs hurt a bit too much and I promised to make no further jokes and I just held her hand. She soon she drifted off to sleep in a medicated fog, and I got a few fitful hours of sleep myself in the chair beside her before she was released the following afternoon. We picked up her. I would have to experiment later with some more things I wanted to try out. I made myself noticeable again and gave Ms. Hendrix her memories of me back. She looked up suddenly, surprised by my presence. What are you doing here, Joseph? she asked. Somewhat distressed about her lunch being interrupted but trying not to show it. I need to talk to you, Ms. Hendrix, as my counselor, I said taking a seat on a couch across from hers. I sat in the middle of the couch, my arms behind my head on the.