Chapter Twelve
Naked and splay-legged (another defining characteristic of his new existence), Karl hung helplessly in the sling as it carried him back into the bathroom. The entire day lay ahead of him, no doubt packed with challenges and developments. Freed of the condom again at last, he jutted up as urgently as ever, a combination of morning wood, submissive excitement and the effect of Nurse Drake in that filmy nightgown. Even tousled from sleep she was enormously alluring.
Padding along barefoot next to him, lift control in hand as she moved him along the track, she propelled him past the tub toward the oversize toilet at the end. Once Karl was dangling over this she turned his body to face back toward the bath and pulled on a single rubber glove. It was time for an always uncomfor
