My beloved will be released from hospital sometime tomorrow. Based on her last blood tests, which were taken this morning, her doctors believe that she is well enough for home care. We talked about it at length earlier today, but then I got a message from her that she could not control her tears any longer. Relieved, she let her defenses down after nineteen long days of being a good girl. When I called, she could not stop crying. “I love you,” I kept whispering. And then, out of the blue, I got a huge erection. When I told her about it, she started laughing. Unable to caress her, I caressed myself. “Are you still big?” she whispered before we hung up. When I told her how things actually stood, she laughed again with gusto.