"You can have her," I said, pushing her away as she wailed."Make it three," the man said. "Three's the price." He pulled the horse's head about. "She ...ain't much of a worker, but she's a devil in bed."I fished out another heavy coin, and he held out his hand with the folded contract in it. He smiled, bit the big coins, waved at his boys and galloped off. I handed the girl her indenture."What's this for?" she said, as I got us moving again."You are free," I told her, digging out some smaller. There was a flurry of phone calls across the Pacific Ocean as we formulated the plans. We agreed that it would help my image if I appeared to support my ex-wife in her recovery. (Anything to sell more books) I called the NYC hospital and spoke to my ex’s doctor, ‘Your ex-wife had come out of her coma and was responding well to treatment. Her liver and kidneys are recovering from years of abuse. Her mind showed no signs of damage from her interaction with the curb, but it did show signs of. After all, we were trying to balance together on that little spot.”During our conversation, I kept massaging her feet. After a few minutes, I slowly moved my right hand up to the calf on her left leg. Then my left hand took hold of her other calf and rubbed. As I slowly kneaded the muscles in her lower legs, I could feel goosebumps forming on her skin and hear her breathing softly. I could tell she was very relaxed. “Oooohhh Thom, you do some amazing stuff with your hands,” she purred as her. Lot and lots.One evening, I was watching the TV in my room with my shorts and briefs pulled down, stroking up and down, when my door opened and she walked in.I scrambled to cover myself but from her look, I knew she must have seen what I was doing though she said nothing, just asked me if I still had something that I'd borrowed from her earlier in the day.I told her where it was and she went, got it and left, not saying a single word.Now, I knew she saw, I could see her eyes light up and what.