White wall, white quilt, white ceiling, white was everywhere wherever I looked.
This was the first scene when I woke up.
“John, are you awake?”
I raised my hand and I heard a pleasant and surprised voice.
Mandy saw me waking up, jumped out of chair excitedly. Her fine and slim hand was right above me falling down but stopped.
It reminded me on my last scene before I went into coma. Mandy kneeled on the floor almost naked, with her boob swaying with her trembled body. Her face was pale but showed another kind of beauty of shyness which aroused a man’s protectiveness that put her in arm and cherish more.
I was distracted by my imagination of sexy scene because I did not hear clear what Mandy said.
“John, how do you feel?”
A fine hand waving in front of my eyes, I replied immediate
