.. God, was I hot, just like Shtuart said... right, Mark? You agree that I'm hot?"A long, raucous laugh broke from her limply working red lips as she ...looked at her husband viciously. "I knew, I knew, I knew," she chanted, as if to torture him by letting him see her bawdy drunkenness. "Stuart told me all about it... the pictures... the photography lesson... I'm not shtupid, you know, Mark. I knew about what you were doing..."The handsome young husband could only stare incredulously at this woman. His rbc is 3.0, his wbc is 2200, his platelet count is 754, his absolute retic count is 579.4, his blast count is 12 and his creatinine is 6.4. I suggest an immediate bone marrow biopsy, and then a PET scan. I've admitted him overnight to the room off my lab."Dr. Angell said, "I recall you have a priority on one of the PET scanners. Use it. After the scan, we should get him a couple of units of blood. We have to deal with the anemia. Who have you called for an oncology consult?'She answered,. .every guy wants to film himself (or even bring a 'mate' to film him!) whilst he indulges all of his fantasies!I'm not a prude...I would never have survived for 15 years as an escort if I was!... But having someone ram his cock down my throat until I choke, or up my bum until its a gaping great hole just isn't 'fun'! All this began to evolve around 10 years ago? 'Odd' questions by punters like 'do I deep-throat'? ) Of course I've always offered my clients oral sex! Some of them, with smaller. “You torched the fucking barn?”“Nah, of course I didn’t. I DO know how much a barn means to a farmer. It was Marvin who set the fire. The dumb fuck shot himself a selfie video doing it, and somehow it’s gotten sent to the TV station, so I guess they know for sure who the fire-raiser is.”There was a high-pitched squeal of protest from the ground.“She forced me to do it!”That earned him another swish of the quirt and another rapidly-reddening stripe.“Shut the fuck up, Marvin! Anyway, Josh, I came.