“Andy asked if I was bleeding and even though I had on long pants, I could still tell it wasn’t. It just hurt like mad.”
“I would have been crying like a baby!” I confessed to Meek.
Meek then confessed that he had teared up a little, but hadn’t been crying out right.
“When Andy asked if I was bleeding I was only able to shake my head from side to side; it hurt too much to talk. He then told me to come to him so we could get covered up again. I, of course, obeyed and once more, he lifted his and my sweatshirts so that we were skin to skin. However, that wasn’t all.
“Oh?” I asked Meek.