I was in his arms without any memory of moving, our lips and tongues entwined as my hands roamed his skin. His hands left burning trails on my mostly ...bare body, my skin ultra-sensitive to his touch.I needed him savagely, desperately, my entire being craving him to the point of pain. "Talon," I whispered breathlessly as his lips moved down my neck. Nothing else mattered right now except him, not even his imminent departure. Right now, we only existed for each other."My lover, you have to wake up. “It’s OK,” I said. “I deserved it. I should have realized that it really wasn’t funny. I just missed having you pressed up against me.”“Uh-huh,” Jill said. “You can’t miss what you’ve never had.”I looked to the young nurse, who was not amused by the spectacle in front of her.“They promised me yoga pants and cycling tops if I got my arm fixed,” I said. “Instead I get baggy shorts and loose T-shirts. It’s a crock. I tell ya.”The nurse had been content to direct her ire toward those around me. Now. So I went to the cafeteria around the corner to get some french fries and a couple of croquettes. When I got back home fifteen minutes later, I suddenly noticed a note on the dinner table. It read 'Thanks Anyway, Yvonne' with a cell phone number written underneath it. I threw it away and ate my dinner while watching a movie.She didn't come around for a while, but then, after a couple of weeks, as I came home from work, she was sitting there, outside, on the grass in front of the entrance of our. She sucked on in head bouncing like a porn star. But I wanted slow meaningfull strokes so pulled out. She could just see and tried to unite her mouth. I kneeled to her ear and said I need your throat. Shall we try again. I entered, she sucked and I held her head and guided her made her take more each stroke. I could feel and see her heat up. I pinched and squeezed her nipples and breasts all the while making her take more. Then I pushed and my mushroom head pass the place of no return and.