He was tired as he walked back but was happy that he would be able to take care of himself at home as long as he was careful.The Doctor came in and ch...ecked him out briefly and pronounced him ready to go home in the morning after a last look at his healing shunt holes."You will have to visit your own doctor once a week for him to look at the holes but other than that I see no lingering issues. How are your eyes and ears?" the doc asked."My eyesight is still a bit blurry but it's getting better. Let’s get the ravening in the can while we’ve got the light.” She grinned with using the industry words.“Okay so Carl you’re all growling with that deep voice and crazed, like your amazing eyes staring, and moving slowly,” she directed me effortlessly, “advancing on little Nat with your huge cock.”“Then we’ll fix the cameras for a bit to do us holding our victim,” Angie took it up, “while you impale her.”“After that we do some of her face all anguished and aghast,” added Christina, “separately. Anyway we are not painting today ‘cos it’s Saturday and we’re going shopping.”“Shopping? We went shopping a couple of days ago. I shouldn’t need to go again for a few days.” I said still trying for the village idiot crown I guess.“Not that sort of shopping, we need to find something for us to wear to the party.”“Party, what party.” I squeaked, what was happening to me I’ve never squeaked before in my life, or is it lives. I was kind of excited at the idea of going to a party, yet at the same. She loved talking about getting laid. Most guys were too insecure for her tastes so she was pleased that I fucked her furiously when she told me about her pussy being plundered. She got off big time telling me how much she loved the feeling of sperms being spurted inside her no matter from what cock. It felt so essentially female. That’s where sperms belonged, she believed, not out on her belly or tits. The color of the cock didn’t matter one bit either.I loved her sexual philosophy. Pointing.