. Wailing sirens stopped that train of thought. I stayed low, watching that window and saw a dark shape, someone’s back moving fast. I crawled round... and checked Frank. He was bleeding from a couple of wounds but had a strong pulse. I was struggling to get him into the car when the first police car arrived. Suddenly there was activity. An armed officer screamed at me to drop my weapon and lie on the floor, arms out. I obeyed immediately. They were not gentle with me when they pulled my arms. Our children will never meet, or families will be strangers. There will never be a chance to watch your hair grow back. I can’t ever remind you how beautiful you are, even when you’re bald and too thin. I promised I’d remember you like to be kissed gently, with a nibble at the end. Tears burn my eyes as I grieve for the lost chance to wake up next to you. I still want to hold your hand everywhere, at home, in public, during sex and while we sleep. I have so many questions that will have to. Then he was behind me again, a finger inserted a second time. This time it seemed to slide in easily. “Are you okay so fa?” “Yes, but I do feel kinda dumb like this though, Doctor.” “Try not to be embarrassed. I’ll be moving the probe in and out for awhile, then checking your prostate again. I might have to do it several times. Okay with that.” “Gee, I didn’t think it took all this.” “Your health is important. Men don't do this often enough. Prevention is even very important.. I looked around and felt safe so I took out my cock to rub it and show him what I had since I have already seen what he had. In no time he got excited and took out his cock and started to stroke his cock. Unfortunately the bus started to get packed. As he got off the bus he wispered over to me and said I'll see you monday. All weekend I kept wondering what he ment by seeing me monday. Was something going to happen? Was my dirty thoughts going to come true? The more I thought about it the more.