"It's him," she finally managed to say, fighting tears. "It's Tim."Patrice put her face in her hands and cried. I still didn't get it. I got up and sa...t next to her on her bed, putting my arm around her."Yes, it's Tim, the guy I met in Louisiana," I said, still clueless. Then, like a bolt of lighting, it hit me. "How did you know his name?" How do you think?" Patrice asked through tears and sobs. "He is my boyfriend, who I gave my virginity to," she explained, unable to say anything more as she. Obviously, no “civilian” was capable of dealing with emotional trauma that would surely result from seeing those types of wounds. So they put a sheet over Jennifer’s back. Nobody thought about the fact that this particular sheet wasn’t sterile, or that they might be doing harm to the patient. They were too wrapped up in being insulted that the mother of their patient didn’t say, “Of course you’re right. You know best. Where do I sign?”I won’t quote what was said. Suffice it to say Mindy. Tim had moved to the bottom of the bed, so he had a good view of James’s cock working its magic. As they came, he picked up the towel and face cloth and stood up to go to the bathroom. We were too slow, and didn’t even try to shut the door. Tim smiled and gave us a wink, as he stepped past and into the bathroom.Sue was mortified we had been caught and tried to close the door, with my hand still stuck in the door. I didn’t remove it, just said, “Not much use closing it now we have been seen.”But. Hopefully, he would not mind and she should be able to get it for him the following morning."Hello Misses Jameson, got the stump up and out, just need you to provide the settlement, and I can be on my way.” He grinned at her.“I'm so sorry, but there was such a kerfluffle at the bank, I was unable to get you the cash. Can I get for you tomorrow? Please.”“Now, now, Misses Jameson, you made a promise to pay me today, and I do want my payment today.” He took on a much more serious look, then looked.