You discharged a Medal of Honor winner in need of a new arm, a new leg, a glass eye, and help with his hearing. What the Hell kind of doctor are you n...ot to fit a war hero with a new arm and leg. What the Hell kind of hospital is this?’ The Major looked as if he was going to pass out and/or vomit. ‘Uh, yes, General, Sir, Johnny Mercer. I remember him now. We had several coma patients. Yes, I discharged him but I—’ Tired of listening to his lying yammering the Admiral didn’t allow the Major to. Here on the bed. Lay beside me. Hold me some more." Alright, Daddy, I will."I climed in on top of the sheet and lay down beside my father. I lay on my side and cuddled with him, my left arm around his chest and pulled myself against his body."Mmmm."We both fell asleep. The time was three in the afternoon when we lay down. Day had become night and the bedside clock read eleven-thirty. I discovered something else as well.During our sleep, I presume, Daddy had turned on his side to face me. His. "May I use one of your guards now and then?"The queen blinked at her, thought about the boy who had driven his huge phallus into her less than fifteen minutes before, and said, "Of course, my dear. But be careful. They can be habit forming."The girl nodded. "My maids are doing their best, and I have been using the wonderful toys you gave me and reading those stories. But, well, I think I need a bit more, a real cock." Say penis, dear, or member. Don't be common."The girl nodded. "Sorry." Just. Apparently my daughter was paying attention, because a couple of days later, I was at her house having a beer with her while her husband was at work and my wife was visiting her mother, and she said we need to talk. I said oh-oh, what did I do, and she answered that she asked her mom if those jokes I was making about her and me no longer having sex were true? I sputtered, why did you do that? She said her and her brother have been noticing that I seem to be getting more depressed lately and.