Chapter 17

“We need to get this off you. The skivvies, too,” Kelly said.

“I’m not sure I’m really in great shape for doing this,” lamented Simon as he sat up slowly. Kelly helped him gently wrestle off his shirt over the heavy bandages, and Simon lifted his hips to aid in the removal of his briefs. Stripped naked, he sagged back on the mattress, hoping the throb of his injured arm would fade. Kelly knelt over the top of Simon, then hesitated.

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