Chapter 47

“They look a bit angry now, but I guess they’ll fade with time, won’t they.”

“Yes, but they’ll never disappear completely. Why, do they bother you?”

“Not at all. In a way, I find them fascinating.” Mickey licked Chris’ abdomen in the area of the scars to make his point.

“Don’t you detect an unpleasant odor coming from the area of my ostomy bag?”

“No. I guess your shit doesn’t stink—at least not at the moment.”

“That wasn’t really funny,” Chris said.

“Sure it was. You’re just not in an appreciative mood.”

“Come back up here and kiss me, and I’ll show you appreciative. This end of me is much more responsive at the moment.”

“Your wish, my command. I wonder—”

“You wonder what?”

“I wonder what would happen if I very carefully sat on your erection, then did all the work?”

“As long as you don’t put any weight on anything but my pelvis, it’s worth a try.” Chris looked at his midsection. “You’ll need to inspire me first.”