"Johnny, wake up," Dawn whispered.
"What?" I said.
"The power's out and I want to go to the gym but I can't open the garage door."
I stupidly looked across Jay's and Mary Beth's sleeping bodies at the alarm clock, which of course was blank. "What time is it?"
"6:30."
Wow, way past the time I usually woke up. Retirement was making me soft. Or maybe it was the fact I'd only been asleep for three hours or so. Or maybe the it was the chest wound.
"Alright," I said. "Lemme pee. I'll meet you down there."
Instead Dawn followed me into the bathroom and held my c**k while I peed. I remembered that she had wanted to do this last night but I had banished her from the bathroom, and I felt bad about that. She had decided that this was great sport ever since she'd seen our neighbor Cyndi Morriso
