The sorrows, fears and 18-hour-days of the plague months had mercifully passed and business was slowly returning to a wary normal. He'd been kept busy... with quite routine cases in the ER, nothing any rookie couldn't handle with ease. They'd left him a lot of time to think.Should I go down there at lunch?  he wondered. Actually, that question was easy enough to answer, even if it kept recurring.Larger questions loomed however. What in hell do I say to her? Do I apologize? For what? What do I say. She said she was fat, I thought she was the epitome of womanly curves; one day I intended to win the argument on that one too. I ordered her to close her eyes. She giggled that I’d given her a command. I said nothing and merely waited. Finally the giggling ceased and she acquiesced. Let the games begin! Running the deer skin flogger over her vulnerable breasts she was powerless but to squirm under the velvety caress. “Oh my,” I exclaimed with mock concern, “I do so hope that. We arrived, and there was quite a crowd there. We partied for quite a while, and the crowd started thinning out. They were drinking beer and the girls were drinking shooters. I didn't know they were making mine with good old s. Carolina moon shine.I was feeling no pain. I kept drinking them down and they kept bringing them. I fell asleep leaning against a tree by a fire while there were still a few of them there. When I woke up, there were only 7 football players and my husband there.My hands. Slowly and nervously they all entered my room. They were all standing at the foot of my bed looking down on my naked body.I forced myself to speak, "Alright, Laurie! You've embarrassed me enough, now can't you just get the hell out of here and leave me alone!"She kept grinning, "Why would I do that? You need to learn some manners, Steve, or maybe I might have to start selling tickets!" I realised there was no use arguing with her, that would only make things worse. I looked at them all. Their.