Even though Mark only had two more times on the hospital kidney machine, there should be no trouble. Those two treatments would give them enough time ...to get their own dialysis unit and get it set up.He was going to live! It all had worked out, all the worry and sweat and filth and degradation and risks had paid off, had been worth it. The guilt Judy felt about what she had done was tempered by the knowledge that Mark was going to live.She noticed that Milton Caldwell had finished reading his. Then in a minute or two, I was hard again. She got on top of me, inserted my wet and hard cock in her warm and dripping pussy.She started moaning very loudly, jumping up and down with her tits bouncing around wildly. That was a great day, no doubt about it. After we were done, we took another hot bath together, but when I was taking clothes out of my bag, she stopped me and asked me not to wear anything.Not a single cloth, and she did the same. It was a lot of fun walking around naked. Anytime. I generally have lunch each day in the Men’s Grill at the Golf Club, so eating out is not an option in the evening. I ‘m ready for some home-cooked grub when I hit that door. She used to do the dishes as soon as we finished eating. But now, it’s not unusual for them to sit on the table for several hours after dinner. I do what I can by diplomatically reminding her several times each evening that they won’t clean themselves. I know she really appreciates this, as it does seem to motivate her to. 'Larry Long' was me stage name, if you can call it that? I was always wearing a mask whenever I fucked some tarts, so nobody ever got to see me face, well except for the girls and the cameraman sometimes, so I was pretty anonymous really? If you seen any pornos from the early 80s with a masked man with a huge cock, fuckin' various girls, it'll probably have my name in the credits?Anyway, the trouble, if ya can call it trouble, all started when I was about eighteen an' I was workin' in this.