" David, what happened?" Accident. Dying. Just wanted to say good-bye." No! No, I don't want to hear that. I can't lose you, David." Unavoidable." No!..." Then she screamed to the air, "Why bring me here if there's nothing I can do to save him?!"The disembodied voice said, "You were brought here because he needed to say good-bye."Through tear streaked eyes, she looked down at David. "But I need him. I... can't be without him."She held David's hand for a few seconds before the voice said, "There. My favorite diner. My favorite wine. Myfavorite desert. What are you plying me for? Do you have something planned with your friends?" No ... Nothing like that at all." he responded. "I knew you had a long week and you'd be tired when it was over. That's all."Still suspicious she said "I don't believe you. But thanks anyways. It was really good."He answered her with a humph and went back to clearing the mess. As she brought her plate to him she asked. "Can I go take a shower now Master?"He was. The room was fairly nice with the usual furnishings and large double bed plus comfortable bathroom with large tub. “Doubt we could fit in that bath, but how about a shower together?” I suggested. “Okay.”Andrew agreed. I sat in one of the serviceable chairs. “Let,s have a look at you in the skin then Andrew or can I call you Andy?” He actually blushed red as he gingerly removed his shoes and socks, then his nice new shirt. He wore no t shirt, his tummy a bit flabby but nothing like mine. “And. Somehow today, it seems today that the legs have hiked upeven more and I'm missing the feel of elasticized bands around my legs. Toadd to the odd feeling, even my arms feel exposed and the bedspreads feeldifferent on my naked skin, as if the touch is somehow more direct. Evenmy morning erection feels like it's straining into something else than thecotton of my pajamas.My wife walks in to the room, diverting my attentions from the unusualsensation. She's wearing a dark gray pencil skirt and a.