Nursing home care.

"We are here. Ill wait in the car for you."
Walison smiled and shook her head before putting a hand on his thigh and walked her fingers to the tent in the mans pants.

"Soon babe ill be back soon"

She turned away to open the door and somehow managed to smash her head into the windows of the car. She said nothing over the sharp intact of air hissing with the sting.

Steven laughed out loud thinking that it was poetic justice. He kept laughing as walison go out and walked into the nursing home and then stayed silent while going to the room of her dear old dad.

It wasn't far. Up an elevator ride and down the hall quickly led to his room and he was there sitting down and enjoying a show when walison knocked smiling.

The drizzled face of George turned to see his visitor and gave a warming smile.
"Oh hello there sweetheart. Why is a hot tart like you visiting me?"

Walison felt her awlf go giddy and shift in her footing.

"Oh ....ahem" she stopped holding her throat. Her voice wasn't male. It was female just like Alisons. (What the? )

"Oh is there somthing wrong with your throat? I can help you. "

Walison walked in before answering shutting the door. "Oh no nothing wrong and my throat is not what needs help big man. I do need some help from an experienced man.