Chapter 9

I was alive and in some hospital. It really didn’t matter which one or where. I was back. Maybe I’d been there all along and only dreamed my strange adventure. I guess I’ll never know. I wanted to smile, remembering the sweeping power of my orgasms, not just one but many, so many I’d lost count! Wow, it was amazing.

Then, for a moment, fear clutched at me. Could I be so badly injured I’d be unable to live a normal life? Would I be disfigured, so marred even Matt’s skill or that of the doctors he had studied with could not put me back as I was? Had I made a grave error in choosing to come back to my body and continue with my life? I mumbled a fast prayer in my mind, a fast, silent prayer.

“Please, God, let me be all right, almost as good as ever, okay? I’ll do anything you ask of me if I can have that. I’ll work in the children’s hospital every day and put money in the offering plate every Sunday and be totally faithful to Matt and…well, anything. Honest, I swear I will.”