"No. The bones are knitting well."They applied the new cast. The nurse who cleaned my leg assisted the doctor. Long leg cast again! Oh, no! It is stra...ight at my knee! How I am going to walk now? When they fitted a rubber pad into the bottom of the cast, I realized that I would be able to put weight on my leg.I lay on the examining table, waiting for the cast to dry. The door opened. A young woman was wheeled in on a stretcher. No more then 25 ears old. Her face was pale. Her long auburn hair. I needed a dick and here was a dream cock. Everything I needed. Long, hard, and potent. I unbuttoned my shorts and dropped them and my panties to the ground. The shirt followed a moment later. I knelt before him. He had kicked the jeans off and had shucked his muscle shirt. I looked up at him and softly told him, "You have a new baby girl." A big shit eating grin split his face. He took my head in his hands and guided my lips to his cock. "I know I do. Now suck daddy and get him ready." It. I don’t know why I thought that he was trying to read my mind and then without a word, he reached with his hand to the back of my neck and pulled me for a kiss, right there in the maize of the bath house corridor. It set me on fire and I returned his kiss with the maximum of my fervent enthusiasm and lusty passion. We kissed for a long, long time; standing there and hands roaming on each other’s skin. I was loving the way his soft slightly hairy chest felt against my hairless torso. I was on. It was several miles on downstream to the first safe and decent campsite; the rain started again on the way and was going steadily when they finally pulled in to a site next to Bass Rapids.If things had been wet before, they were wetter now. Scooter was of the opinion that it was by far the crappiest night she'd spent on the river this year, and even Al couldn't remember many that were worse.There was some discussion of just sitting the day out and hoping for better weather tomorrow, but it was.