Already night is pressing closer, teasing her nerve endings. Darkness closing in around her offers a seductive solitude, the chance to play. She flick...s on the bedside lamp and plonks back onto the bed, smoothing her supple body against the satin sheets, curling a cushion towards herself, cat-like. After a minute of squirming she replaces the material between her legs with a finger. Sighs, running a finger about her intimate curls. Her body's response is a silent plea. She can hear her breathe. After a quick look at the wound, Giles gently teased Tommy.“Lieutenant Bledsoe, I’m disappointed that you’ve damaged the plate I put in your head. Do you know how expensive titanium is?”Tommy caught onto Doctor Giles’s joking tone and shot right back.“I’ll pay for a new one when you remove the magnet that keeps pulling metal things to my head.”Of course, Giles’s joking manner was his way of getting Tommy talking. Giles listened carefully for signs of slurring as he shined his penlight into. Her sneakers were moving to and fro in very small circles, crumpling Mary’s blouse and pinching her skin. “And I – well, I don’t know, do you work?” Mary eventually blurted out. “Nah. Can’t find a job that will suit me.” Sandy blew a bubble, then wrapped one end of her gum around a finger and started playing with it. She looked down at Mary. “My parents support me quite well, and I get money from here and there, you know.” “Oh?” Mary’s back was in pain, but she felt relief. “So you will pay. All of them were much elder than the boy I gave a lift to.I was asked to sleep on the terrace. This was the place where the housemaid also slept. I was tired of riding the whole day and requested the maid to massage me, which she started doing it. Things got a little erotic, and we started kissing.This is when the widow lady, wearing a white dress, came to the terrace and angrily asked the maid to sleep downstairs in her room. After she leaves, the widow comes closer to me and says, “I have not.