“What the hell am I doing here?”The nurse turned around and said: “Good morning.”Gabriel repeated his question, albeit more politely.“Don’...t remember?” she replied, “The police found you in your car blocking the road last evening. You were shot.”It all came back to Gabe now, the nurse continued, “You weren’t fatally injured, but you lost a lot of blood which caused you to pass out.” “What happened to my car?”The car wasn’t ultra-rare, but a Mustang GT-350 wasn’t easy to come by either and it. She reached out and grabbed my arm and pulled me into the house.“Oh wow!” Sonia exclaimed as she closed the door behind me. I was equally surprised, because she was astonishingly beautiful and sexy as hell.“Hey Jim!” She called out, to alert him that I was present. Sonia lopped her arm under mine and ushered me into the living room.“That fucker is probably watching TV and not even paying any attention,” she exclaimed as she motioned for me to take up a seat on the couch. “Can I get you a. Then he grimaced and nodded and reached over to the nightstand. I heard some noises, like he was taking a condom out of the wrapper, then he pushed down hard between my shoulderblades, forced my head down onto a pillow with my ass up in the air, all vulnerable and open for him with him burly body between my legs.I reached back and felt his cock, making sure he'd actually put the condom on. He had, and had it slicked up with some more of the lube, and then one of his hand was on the back of my. "You're gonna give your old man a stroke." Daddy, I've got questions. Who better to ask than you? Don't wuss out on me, pleeease."Her robe swirls around her knees as she twists to lift the coffee pot from its nest.That is certainly an effective point. No rebuttal at all would come from me. A few ideas flash through my brain.I drain my tepid coffee, and hold out the mug. She fills it carefully, replacing the pot in a distracted manner."Stacey, tell you what. I'll answer all your questions best I.