"And do you know why?"Sharon's pussy continued to ache horribly, and the petal-like lips of her vagina began to flower wide to allow the moist secreti...ons of her building passion to dampen the crotch band of her brief panties and her inner thighs. "Perhaps I do," she told him coyly.Alvaro licked his lips. His breath seemed to be catching in his throat, and his eyes were feverishly bright as they roamed over her lithe, voluptuous body clad in its clinging, simple sheath. "I understand you haven't. I only ask questions when I need you to explain something. Why do you say I am always questioning you?”David smiled and said, “I rest my case.”“What do you mean?” she persisted.He sighed and then replied, “I have given you an order about my desk and you ask me ‘Why?’ I object being questioned and indicate that if you don’t like my giving you orders you can always leave, and you deny questioning me and ask me ‘Why?’ again. When I try to indicate subtly that this is what I mean you ask me to. I think about biting down on it, but he must have had the same thought at the same time, and felt my teeth feeling him out. He pulls his cock out of my mouth, and slaps me hard across the face."Fuckin bitch, don't even THINK about it" he yells, and pulls me to my feet. Dragging me over to the low dresser, he pushes the old TV out of the way, bends me over, and I feel a pair of handcuffs snap around one wrist. He pulls my other arm behind me, and clamps the other one shut. Pulling and. The hottest part of the note was where he said he dreamt of having sex with me as a way of thanking me. It also said he got a little hard from the sponge bath that I had given him and he dreamt of seeing what was under both my doctor's coat and nurse's uniform. I had gotten the vapors a little bit after reading the note. I put the note in my pocket and went back to work.The next day, Thomas was about check out of the hospital. I was in doctor mode as I helped him with some paperwork. I gave him.