'Wait, I'm awake?'She stirred slowly, forcing her eyes open to find herself looking up to a white ceiling. She tried to move, this time with farm more... success as she felt more strength in her body. She heard some movement from the side, and saw a pair of people, the man who had saved her, Mark, and a woman in doctor's clothes who was talking to him with a sour face."Mark, you're a dick. You know that, don't you?" Isn't that one of the reasons you love me so much?" Love you? What a funny joke.. As the day wore on, her arousal became a growing distraction. Doing her best to ignore it, she had called some of her friends and invited them to join her for dinner at a nice restaurant. She had done her best to enjoy her friend's company, but the whole time she felt the pulsing arousal in her sex, and was constantly afraid that her erect nipples would be visible from underneath her blouse. Her friends commented more than once on how distracted she seemed, forcing her to explain, not. If Bill didn't work out, she would have lots of offers. No, she would have lots of offers anyway and would have to sort them out.When we were home after school, Dad called on the landline. We chatted for a minute and I handed the phone to Charlene. Today was the first delivery of the groceries and a regular delivery of the meals. If Tyler and I had been home alone, there would have been at least two interruptions. It might be safer to go to the market than to have them delivering in the middle. He walked right up to where I sat indecently and crouched down in front of me. His strong smell of body odour made my nostril flare, 'You waiting for someone sweetmeat', he asked me, his eyes deliberately moving down my body and resting on my grey cotton athletic panties, exposing my willingness with a damp patch seeping from my need of a man, my mind circulating old experiences of sex, my blood filling those sensitive erectile tissues to display my willingness to copulate.It was evening and.