on old news, complete redundancies at best. When he saw that this report concerned the Houston incident, he watched with more attentiveness. I told you so , he thought as the report ended.
He was tired of lying in bed and was about to get up when he heard Terri come home from work . As she headed toward their bedroom, he decided to play possum and avoid another scolding about “rest.” He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
He heard Terri move quietly around the room for a bit , and then there was no noise at all. He waited almost a full minute and was about to peek to see if she had gone. The sound of her voice made him jump, as she was standing right next to the bed.
“I kn ew you were awake. Faker!”
“I was not awake. You just scared the shit out of me.”
“Bishop, how do you expect to get better if you don’t rest? How are you feeling?
“Well , Nurse Terri, I have this inflammation problem, and I was hoping you could help me with it.”
Terri’s face flashed concern for about one second until she understood, and then she playfully replied, “You’re swollen? Where baby?”
Bishop’s hand reached beneath the covers to his groin and he said, “It’s really swollen right down here nurse, and it’s very uncomfortable.”
Terri reached down and pulled back the covers reve aling Bishop in his underwear. She slowly pulled her skirt up to her waist saying, “I think I have the right medicine for that problem. You just lie still, and let Nurse Terri apply a special treatment.”
She gently straddled hi m on the bed and began to rub against the area in question. Bishop responded immediately with a moan and said, “Oh Nurse…Oh, that seems to be making the problem worse.”
Terri’s expression changed from fake lus t to pure mischief. While keeping her hips moving, she leaned forward and gave Bishop a kiss. As she started to lean back, she purposely put her hands on his chest and applied just a touch of pressure. Bishop inhaled sharply as his wounded ribs smarted, “Ouch.”
Terri dismounted him immediately . She didn’t even give him a chance to protest.
“That’s not fair , Bishop. You get a girl all excited and can’t perform? I thought I had another 20 years of good service out of you before you started wearing out. Do you need blue pills already?”
“You little shit . Why if I could catch you, I would show you a performance.”
“Oh, there you go again. You are teasing me , and it’s mean. You know I don’t like mean men.”
Bishop pointed to his underwear, which no w looked like a small camping tent, and said, “A tease, huh?”
Terri looked down and grinned . “I think some ice would help with that swelling. Hold on a second, and let me get an ice pack out of the freezer,” she said and turned to leave.
Bishop reached out to catch her, but pulled back quickly when the sharp pain in his ribs protested. “Ok, you win. But when I’m better, you are going to pay.”
Terri sat down on the edge of the bed and played with his hair. She gave him a look of pure love , and they smiled at each other.
“You poor baby, I feel so guilty. Let me make it up to you ,” she said as her hand gently moved to the elastic band in his underwear. She slowly kissed him with little pecks all the way down his chest and onto his tummy. Right below his navel, she stopped, looked up at him, and said, “Lay back and relax.”
Ten minutes later, Bishop was falling into a deep , satiated sleep.
Terri looked down at him and smiled. What a wonderful man I have , she thought.
She had “met” Bishop via an internet-dating website. After weeks of complaining to co-workers about how she hated clubs and bars, someone suggested she try the web. She had initially scoffed at the idea. Raised in a conservative mid-western home, Terri considered online dating as something for overweight losers who couldn’t find true love any other way.
She was sitting alone in her apartment on a Saturday night.
He was tired of lying in bed and was about to get up when he heard Terri come home from work . As she headed toward their bedroom, he decided to play possum and avoid another scolding about “rest.” He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
He heard Terri move quietly around the room for a bit , and then there was no noise at all. He waited almost a full minute and was about to peek to see if she had gone. The sound of her voice made him jump, as she was standing right next to the bed.
“I kn ew you were awake. Faker!”
“I was not awake. You just scared the shit out of me.”
“Bishop, how do you expect to get better if you don’t rest? How are you feeling?
“Well , Nurse Terri, I have this inflammation problem, and I was hoping you could help me with it.”
Terri’s face flashed concern for about one second until she understood, and then she playfully replied, “You’re swollen? Where baby?”
Bishop’s hand reached beneath the covers to his groin and he said, “It’s really swollen right down here nurse, and it’s very uncomfortable.”
Terri reached down and pulled back the covers reve aling Bishop in his underwear. She slowly pulled her skirt up to her waist saying, “I think I have the right medicine for that problem. You just lie still, and let Nurse Terri apply a special treatment.”
She gently straddled hi m on the bed and began to rub against the area in question. Bishop responded immediately with a moan and said, “Oh Nurse…Oh, that seems to be making the problem worse.”
Terri’s expression changed from fake lus t to pure mischief. While keeping her hips moving, she leaned forward and gave Bishop a kiss. As she started to lean back, she purposely put her hands on his chest and applied just a touch of pressure. Bishop inhaled sharply as his wounded ribs smarted, “Ouch.”
Terri dismounted him immediately . She didn’t even give him a chance to protest.
“That’s not fair , Bishop. You get a girl all excited and can’t perform? I thought I had another 20 years of good service out of you before you started wearing out. Do you need blue pills already?”
“You little shit . Why if I could catch you, I would show you a performance.”
“Oh, there you go again. You are teasing me , and it’s mean. You know I don’t like mean men.”
Bishop pointed to his underwear, which no w looked like a small camping tent, and said, “A tease, huh?”
Terri looked down and grinned . “I think some ice would help with that swelling. Hold on a second, and let me get an ice pack out of the freezer,” she said and turned to leave.
Bishop reached out to catch her, but pulled back quickly when the sharp pain in his ribs protested. “Ok, you win. But when I’m better, you are going to pay.”
Terri sat down on the edge of the bed and played with his hair. She gave him a look of pure love , and they smiled at each other.
“You poor baby, I feel so guilty. Let me make it up to you ,” she said as her hand gently moved to the elastic band in his underwear. She slowly kissed him with little pecks all the way down his chest and onto his tummy. Right below his navel, she stopped, looked up at him, and said, “Lay back and relax.”
Ten minutes later, Bishop was falling into a deep , satiated sleep.
Terri looked down at him and smiled. What a wonderful man I have , she thought.
She had “met” Bishop via an internet-dating website. After weeks of complaining to co-workers about how she hated clubs and bars, someone suggested she try the web. She had initially scoffed at the idea. Raised in a conservative mid-western home, Terri considered online dating as something for overweight losers who couldn’t find true love any other way.
She was sitting alone in her apartment on a Saturday night.
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