Fortunately, my vivid imagination soon came to the rescue, providing me with the best possible solution. I know this sounds odd, but I always travel w...ith a strapon. There is no telling when I will need one and its better to have one and not need it that need one and not have it. I know that expression is usually used for condoms, but it works for strapons too. Rushing over to my suitcase, I rummaged through it until I located the hidden compartment. Unzipping it, I reached inside and pulled out. "In a way," Tammy told him."Like you, we've all gotten transplants from him. I'm Tammy." Then pointing to her side she added, "I received a skin graft from Will, right here."I'd been seriously burned as a child. I was finally able to afford to have it repaired. My scarring was pretty bad. I'm in the hospital healing right now."We all could see confusion still ran rampant through his mind. Shaking his head and raising his uplifted palms in the air he asked, "If you're in the hospital how can you. I’m talking about this.’ She wrapped her hand around my cock and squeezed gently. ‘We’re gonna fuck hard a lot of times. I just want you to make love to me once in a while, like we just did.’ She stated. I got the picture and I leaned in and kissed her passionately on the lips. ‘I’ll always save some of that for you, My Queen, no matter what. I need that myself, once in a while.’ She sighed and I knew that was the last I would hear on that subject. ‘I have got to get up and work on my paper. I. ’ I started to overthink everything. Was he trying for a power play here? would calling him be that bad? Should I get chicken for dinner next week? Does he know I’m interested? Does my boss know I hate her? Will he really follow through? Curiosity got the better of me. I figured if I could hear him and he sounded sexy, I could be more lenient with how far I let this go. I called. He picks up and says ‘Progresso soup this is Keegan.’ I crack a smile but try to hide it in my voice. ‘Alright I.