However, it only takes a moment to make allof that completely irrelevant."Sir, can you hear me? Sir?" Huh?" Sir, you have been in an accident. Can you...tell me where it hurts?" Huh?" Sir, can you..."---"There's not much to report at this point maam. The good news is theredoesn't appear to be any permanent damage. He'll probably just have anasty headache from the concussion to remind him to drive morecarefully." And the bad news?" Stacy asked."Well, I don't know if its bad news, per say... but it. "Ok Julie, well, I'll tell you mine first then, I'm bisexual. I have been with a few girls in my life, not just sexual times but had relationships too."My revelation leaves her shocked into silence at first but then her mouth opens slightly and she looks at me."Well then, my secret would be that I have been having an affair with one of my work colleagues," she whispers, looking down and her face going bright red. I can sense that she's relieved to have let her secret out to somebody."Me too. When the old man pulled her panties out of the way he exposed her clit and the man she was leaning over reached out and ran his thumb lightly over it. He licked his thumb and returned it to her clit, its slickness helping to glide it over and around it. That's why Kimberly shoved her ass against the old man, the stimulation of her clit made her wriggle her ass. The old man shortly thereafter had enough, the young cunt he was fucking both past and present was making him cum. His body shook, and. The last I heard from the others, they were still screaming at each other in my living room about who was going in who's car... At St. Joseph's I was cleaned, poked, wrapped, injected, xray'd, gowned and wheeled up to a bed with a window overlooking the project a few blocks away. A doctor who looked and sounded like Joel McCrea with a Southern accent told everyone I was a sturdy kid and no great damage was done--although I would have to keep my arm in a sling for a several days to keep from.