When the pain eased sufficiently, Paul insisted that I move and walk around the room but all my muscles were very stiff and caused the pain to return,...although not as bad as earlier. Kate kept me supplied with drink and brought food at lunch and dinnertime but, unusually for me, I didn't feel up to eating.Mid afternoon, with help from Paul, I made it into the bathroom and for the first time saw the appalling state of my bottom; the grotesque colours, the swollen and deep troughs and ridges. I enjoyed the speedo eye candy and then when the guy turned around I realised that it was Alex, a guy I’ve met through some friends of mine.I don’t know Alex that well but I’ve been to parties with him and a couple of times surfing last time I was in town. He has a girlfriend and I’ve never seen him in a speedo, I really didn’t read into anything just because he was swimming laps in a speedo.That first time we saw each other at the pool was very innocent. Turns out Alex is training for a. It was hard as a rock, her palms were so soft that I could not stop my moaning. After few moments she lowered her head and put my dick in here mouth, it was warm inside, she was gently blowing me, meanwhile I grabbed her hair started stroking her mouth, she was finding hard to breath so she pulled and yell at me in a low voice “What the fuck wrong with you, be gentle, I will blow you like you have never experienced, try to enjoy” “I could not control you bitch” Me, “Bitch” she gave me a wicked. Nothing.Oh, $%#@! What was I going to do? Can't walk, can't call a cab, can't leave the car in somebody's parking space! I popped open the hood, knowing it would be fruitless, as my mechanical skills are maxed out changing a light bulb. As I peered into the morass of metal, lost in my misery, I was startled by a voice behind me: “Can I give you a hand?” I was so absorbed, I hadn't heard the SUV pull up and stop behind me. Calling out across front seat was a pretty decent looking guy about 35.