I collapse flat onto Ella's chest, my legs splayed out like a frog, my upper body still lying flat out on the bed between her legs. I tremble, my brea...thing heavy, my mind a fog. I dribble from my pussy onto the chest of Ella's long sleeve jammies. I lay like this for minutes before I start to regain my senses. Still shaking. I realize how much I'm sweating. So much for being so clean from the shower. That was unlike anything I've ever felt. It just doesn't even compare to being a man. I'm. "Please, no. I'm not trying to hurt you or make you feel bad. I just want you to know what I've found out and where things stand."It's good that you've started making new friends, and I hope that continues, but I think it would be best if you continued to see me after you get out of the hospital. You need to learn to confront your feelings, and deal with the hurts you've had throughout your life, instead of locking them away. It doesn't have to be me if you don't want, but I honestly think you. I quickly recognized one of the clips which we use with a weight to hold down tablecloths when picnicing outdoors. He had removed the weight and replaced it with a long string. He showed me that the end of the string was fastened to one of those five ounce lead weights used by fishermen to weight down their lines. What could I do! I was helpless as he caressed my left breast and clipped the plastic devil into my helpless nip. The little moans and squirming brought on by the sudden pain failed. He looked at me in the mirror and grinned. "You planning on showering in those pants?" I just laughed, turned on the shower and finished undressing. I stepped into the stall shower with the glass walls and turned my back to him. I showered and let the hot water run over my body trying to forget about the sexy man who was going to be in my bed. I still couldn't quite tell if sex was on the table. Then I turned and smiled. He was leaning against the sink watching me, the bulge under the towel.