Lucas: Hey asshole! Remember me?He punched me in the face hard. I fell unconscious. I don’t know how long I was out. I heard some voices.Male voice:... Not sure… Hit… Hard…Female voice: Shouldn’t… Ambulance?Male voice: Wait… Waking up.I opened my eyes. Amy was in front of my face trying to wake me up. The hotel manager is standing behind. Amy took me to the hospital as I was knocked out by Lucas pretty badly. Back at the hospital, I woke up in the morning on the hospital bed. Amy is sleeping on. I needed a cane for help in balancing as I walked, so I reached for the cane and knocked it to the floor. For some reason, this really pissed me off. I guess that it was because I was sick of being so clumsy.Anyway, I thought, "You God Damned cane, get back up here where I can reach you!" Low and behold, I felt a terrible pain in my head. It was like something was tearing loose, and it scared the shit out of me, almost literally. That's when I discovered that the cane was in my hand! Hot dog!. I was trying to think of anyone that would send me an email like that.Old girlfriends that I still had phone numbers for, I immediately got on the phone, call after call after call. No luckShit; now it was time for me to leave for work. That is all that I thought of all day long, really like ALL DAY LONG!!! I had to find out who sent this email; it was making me crazy!!I got home from work that day and immediately hopped in the shower to clean up. Still thinking about the early morning email my. A copious stream of clear lubrication was oozing from within me, I never dreamed I could produce so much lubrication, it was bathing my lips making them glisten in the examining light. Then I heard a slight click and another stimulation gripped me and I grunted as the peak grew quickly and surpassed the previous surges. My belly was craving relief from this torment and I wanted to orgasm, I waited for the peak to pass, but the stimulation didn't lessen, and I remained there, for moments till I.