I just lay down on the floor, curling up like a cat. George quietly chuckled, standing up to come to my side. “C’mon baby, lay down on the bed.”... I glanced up at him, sitting up to be eye level with him. “Carry me…” I wanted to be held in his embrace and cradled like a child. I was drained and sore all over, I really needed a long bath, but right now all I wanted were his arms wrapped around me. George moved his arm under the bend of my legs, pulling me into his lap, his other arm moving around. When things didn't get better after two days, I decided to go and see the doctor, who was just visiting the village for two days of the week.I was surprised when I opened the door and saw quite young guy in a white coat, talking to a gorgeous woman in a nurse's outfit. It looked more like a scene from the start of a good fetish porno than a real doctors' practice. Once he had examined me and seen my back and thighs, he said I would need medications from another town, and that he could bring. He sprayed all the walls, doing a good solid first coat. He assumed that at least two and possibly three coats were needed until he had the depth of color he wanted. He taped the bathroom fixtures, and then considered as he sprayed. Focusing part of his mind on his work, the rest on his plans. He had a week, she was uncomfortable now, waiting of him to call. She would be about frantic by Thursday, or Friday would be better. Up the discomfort, and Start day is Saturday. He remembered his. ” Katie muttered. My heart pounded. My hormones, my male instinct, desire, taking over; pushing logic out. “Yes, I should,” I answered. I looked at her in her wet cropped top and her body, naked from the chest down then I looked away and I started to undo my shorts. “You should change your top.” I said and looked back at her. I unzipped and pushed my shorts down. Revealing my wet boxer briefs clinging to my hard cock. I was throwing the last of my inhibitions away. The last of my.