One night I could hear a steady rythmic sound coming from his bed.He was jerking off! The movements quickened, he suddenly gaspedand the movements sto...pped. I gather he had finished Now on to Mr. Edwards. I noticed plenty of activity in his corner. The nurses were constantly coming and going. Scuttlebutt was he had stepped on a rusty nail, neglected to get it treated and it became infected and gangrenous. He also was bed ridden. His foot was swollen a dark purple because it had very little. Her reactions, her ministrations, almost adorable in any other context, but in this context it served only to push him closer to the edge. When he felt her nails dig into his back, and heard her muffled scream against his mouth, this was too much to bear. Even as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she surrendered herself to her orgasm, he broke the kiss and threw his head back, groaning her name loudly as he came. One final thrust, deep inside her, and he felt himself release,. She assured me that nothing was going to happen, that night, and I said that I wouldn't dream of it. (*sigh*)She wanted me, and I wanted her!After about half and hour of flirting she stated that she wanted to go back but I could not help but notice her going the long way around towards my cabin.She did not want to go back to her own cabin as the girls in there were noisy and nosey. I told here that my roomy was not coming back as he had picked up earlier.I think she realised that it would be. I felt a little lost as the four of them started again, this time with Lara singing the laid back phrasing of the opening lines. I turned my guitar down and mimicked Pete’s left hand positions, quietly trying to figure out what the lines were. At the same time, I was wondering if some new band dynamic was suddenly in play.“Calling again so soon?” Heather cooed after I greeted her. “I love it!”“Missing you,” I said softly.“Aw. Are you okay?”“I guess.”“What’s up?”“Nothing, really.”“Was rehearsal.