Many hands pulled me away from Brad. Our desire for one another was very strong but it couldn't compete with the burly "white coats".

I screamed in frustration and struggled to get free. I looked back and saw Brad being manhandled too. We were hustled out through smoke filled corridors, still fighting our captors.

I could hear Brad yelling for me. Someone was putting a robe on me, then we were outside among the flashing red lights of the fire engines.

"Sit here." a nurse said bringing me a folding chair. I didn't want to sit but - suddenly - I was exhausted.

Where was Brad? I strained to see him but there were too many people, hospital employees, police and (very handsome) fire fighters milling about.

Suddenly I saw him. He was partly dressed now but they hadn't managed to confine his mammoth erection. It stuck out angrily and I WANTED IT!!!