" A remote?" Before she finished the question, it dawned on her what I meant."Oh. Ohhhhh! You, sir, are a devil!" she whispered.As you sat back down, ...you leaned over and whispered, "I had my cum running down my legs."And with that, you turned for another swallow of your drink. You had -- at least outwardly -- completely regained your composure."The bartender wanted to know how." And did you tell her?" He showed me," Sherry said as she slid two fresh drinks in front of us. "These are on me," she. If he's going to watch me work, it's only fair if I watch him. And we've watched games before, to see Mark." "You never defended yourself when you saw Mark on television." Ryan scowled. "He never said anything about what I ate." Lara laughed and went back to the computer. "You know what they say, Ryan. When you fight something like this, it means you really want it. Save yourself the stress and just go out with the guy." "I thought you wanted to go out with him. I mean, he cooks," Ryan teased.. Once in his surgery she explained the problem and he examined it and told her it was infected and needed antibiotics,which he prescribed. He then asked her questions about her general health and out of the blue asked her when she’d last had a breast exam. Taken aback she couldn’t remember,although it was some time ago she said. Would you like me to do one now said John? She agreed and he asked her to remove her top and bra and sit on the exam table. Once bare breasted she felt very self. “Well, I was wondering, can you stop the morphine? I don’t think it’s necessary, or least at the dosage level you have it at currently. I’m not feeling any pain at all. I think it would be a good idea to step down now rather than later.”“Mm, I see. You really think that’s a good idea? Well, I’ll tell you what, let me do my examination first, and I’ll see if that becomes a possibility, Ok? I just don’t see a reason to let you suffer needlessly, especially with the extent of your injuries.”“Ok,.