. Again he just seemed to understand my thoughts.. seeing that black thing laying on my stomach just made me all the more wild.. I told him "Fuck my a...ss now" he had been fingering my ass while he was fucking me.. he stepped back and I bent over got up on my knees and squeezed my legs together so my ass would be sticking up in the air for him.. he stood over me on the bed and leaned on my back as he slipped it into my ass.. I groaned and asked that he please take it easy.. he seemed to. Oliver recites a scene from an old black and white film he once saw in which the protagonist found himself in a similar state, hopeful it will work. “Excuse me.” The marching of clicks ends abruptly as the clerk addresses Oliver. “Yes sir, how may I help you?” “I was wondering if you knew the room number that couple signed under, just a moment ago.” The clerk studied Oliver with a suspicious look as his head tilts back. “I have a very important document belonging to that gentleman and I really. " But what about 'J and J'...? Technically this is their project." Technically...it still is...for the next what...nine months...maybe?"Dad smiled calmly. "Then after that what? You need to go begging forfunding again?" How the fuck..." She just shook her head.Sammie was thinking 'how did he know that'. I knew that look alreadyfrom her helping me."And what will you have to show them?" Dad asked softly."Not much..." Sammie sighed. "Progress has been way too slow." Are we going to be. . Ok. See you as soon as possible ... Love you too ... Bye..."After setting the hospital room phone back in the cradle, Cassandra smile at me, and said, "I'm hoping that the hospital is tired of you, and we can leave today." She ruffled my hair and asked, "Are you up to getting out of bed and having a shower?"I must have needed one very badly. Bed baths can only do so much, and I slowly raised up, tried my legs to see if they'd hold me, and walked gingerly to the bathroom. It felt good to be.