My bare feet touched the floor. The doctor rushed from the room. Bucky placed his big right arm under my shoulder and supported me with no effort at a...ll. With difficulty I shuffled out of the room. I had a lot of help from Bucky. Everything spun in dizzy circles.As we went by the nurse's station the doctor was talking into the phone. "I do believe that man is talking to the wrong people." Bucky's voice brought me back to the present. He eased me down into a wheel chair parked by the nurse's. Everything looked, well, aroused. I could see her apprehension, and I gave her a big smile. As flirtatiously as I could, I asked, "Does everything work?" She slowly nodded yes."So you would enjoy this," I mischievously asked, darting a finger along her lips. She gasped. "And this," I added, wrapping my fingers around the shaft of her cock and stroking it slowly. Her eyes closed as she moaned loudly. "Or, perhaps, this would be best," I said as I began to lick her pussy. This went on for several. My suitcase was there on the dresser. I undid the noisy brass latches, got out my shaving kit, and went to use the bathroom. The bathroom was a old-fashioned affair, with a tile floor and a big clawfoot tub, placed where there had once been a door to the hall, judging from the outline in the painted plaster. I guessed that there had been two rooms, probably originally for the servants, and they had knocked through into one room to make the bath. Yes, when I went back to the bedroom, I could see. “We are all blokes and you can have a proper drink if you want. Nothing from this trip will ever get back to anyone, ok?” Marc relaxed and took the can, we all sat down and Brian told us where we’d be fishing the next day.Marc asked about the sleeping arrangements. Fuck, that hadn’t even occurred to me…there was one single (Brian used that) and one double (Brian used that for a while last time too!). Brian told Marc he could take the single or sleep in the double with me. Marc looked at.