My speech center had been damaged by the accident, so I could not talk. I could form the words in my mind, but I couldn't get them out of my mouth. I ...mumbled and groaned something, and the nurse took that as a yes, so she asked the doctor for some sort of pain killer for me. I got it and went off into never-never land for the next few hours.Well, the headaches diminished over the next few days, and I thought no more about it. The third week after I came out of the coma, I was sent home. A. "Jimmy, Jimmy," she murmured, "you've finally come to give your lonesome little sister a visit. But just look at me! I wasn't expecting you until later, and here I am in my work clothes, covered with dirt and sweat." Beth, you still look good, no matter what you wear," I said softly. I thought, noticing the way her nipples made little points in the front of her halter."Jimmy, you're still just as sweet ever," she said, her face flushing slightly. "But let's not stand out here in this heat. Get. Why did you think he was interested in me?" Just something he said to me one time."During a break I'd grabbed a glass of champagne and was walking up to Gail as she stood talking to Hank Clark, the head of a local boutique PR firm who did some good work for us. His tall, dark-haired wife Patricia, who was almost too sexy to be allowed out by herself, stood with them.As I approached them, Patricia turned and smiled at me. It was a friendly smile. During the time that I had gone a little crazy,. Sure, she had had 'cyber sex' with many men and some women - but not this.Jim finally looked her in the eyes, his smile gentle and then he took her tiny hand in his large one."Are you okay? I don't want you to feel pressure, but I have to tell you that I can barely contain myself - I want you - now. I want to lick your breasts, I want to taste your pussy and your ass - just like we talked about. I want to feel every inch of you and explore those spots I've only dreamed about. I want to take you.