Over the few days, which actually turned out to be almost a week, I had gotten the tube removed and was hoarse. I looked over at Throttle and saw that he was fast asleep. I also noticed that he didn't have his shades on.

'He probably left them at the motel.'

A nurse came in and gave me a menu so I can pick what I wanted to eat now that I have the tube out. I looked at the nurse and noticed that it was a male nurse.

"I'm so glad to have that blasted tube out. I just don't like getting hoarse afterwards."

"I know what you mean. I had one down my throat when I had surgery about 3 years ago. Pain in the ass."

"Now I sound like my boyfriend. How bad is that?"

"After drinking liquids and whatnot, you'll get your regular voice back."

"That's good to know." Then I looked through the menu. "Let's see. What time is it?"

"Its 9a. Breakfast time."

"So, I'll have scrambled eggs, toast, orange juice and the same thing for my boyfriend. He needs to eat, too."

"Ok. I'll make sure to tell them to double your order. I'll be back soon with your breakfasts."

"Thanks."
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After the male nurse left, I carefully got out of bed and stepped over to Throttle's bed and shook him a bit.

He woke up and looked at me. The best he could, anyway. He smiled at me and I smiled back.

"How you feeling, beautiful?"

"A bit better. I'm just glad that damn tube is out, but now I sound like you."

Throttle chuckled a bit. "So you do. I meant to tell you that when I called Charley, it was about your medical history. I'm glad she knew some of your medical history. You would have been dead if she hadn't given me the right medical info. I also called her the other day to let her know that you are still alive. She had Modo listening in, too. They're both glad that you're ok."

"I'm glad to be alive, too." Then I leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, Throttle. Thank you for saving my life."

He smiled at me. "You're welcome, Michelle. I love you dearly and would give my life for you. Hell, I practically did. I believe it's going to be more likely that when we have kids, they will be Martian Mouse since you have my blood running through you now."

"When we get released and we go back to the motel, I wanna pick up where we left off before I got sick. I had planned on handcuffing you to the bed and having my way with you."

"Mmmmmm, kinky little minx, aren't you?"

I leaned down by his ear and whispered, "you have no idea how kinky I am, handsome."

I saw something moving from the corner of my eye. I looked over and his thick, yummy rod was standing up at attention.

"That could be a problem considering we are in a hospital and no real privacy."

"That's ok. We can always use the bathroom. I never did make love to you in the shower."

"Have you been able to move around? I know they had me up and around a day after the blood transfusion."

"I think I've been up once and that was to use the bathroom. I think I better get out of bed and move around. Have they brought the menu in yet?"

"Yeah. I got a double order of scrambled eggs, toast and orange juice. That ok?"

"That sounds great. I'm sorry your vacay got ruined."

"Babe, this is not your fault. I was never tested for toxins in my blood and I don't know why."

"They took some of your blood before the transfusion and ran tests on it. You are a walking mystery. That's what the Dr. said, anyway."

Throttle got out of bed and walked over to the bathroom. Even with a hard on, he needed to take a leak.

I walked over to the bathroom and closed the door behind me. I leaned against it and watched him take a leak. He was still hard after using the toilet. He had started stroking it, so I had to push him against the bathroom wall and kiss him. He turned me around and put me against the wall and lifted my left leg up and with his tail, tested to see if I was wet.

He brought his tail up to his nose and sniffed it. "Mmmmm. You're nice and wet, baby. I wanna make love to you so bad right now."

"Nothing stopping you, hottie. You have me right where you want me. All you have to do is slide your rock hard cock into my wet pussy and fuck me."

The way I was talking to him spurred him on. He slid that rock hard erection into me and slowly and lovingly made love to me.
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During our time in the bathroom, the male nurse came in with our breakfast. He heard noises in the bathroom and decided to see what it was. He opened the door and saw us making love. We looked at him then went back to what we were doing. He thought that was hot, but knew that if he got involved while on duty, he'd get in trouble.

He decided to leave his name and cell number on the tray then left. He had to go take a break so he could get off after seeing us making love.
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"I almost wanted him to join in."

"Really? You're into 3somes?"

"Oh yeah. You've never been in one?"

"Nope. Just him watching for a few seconds almost made me cum."

"I want you to cum hard in me right now. Fuck me hard, baby."

He pounded my pussy so hard that he came hard. He stood rigid as he was cumming in me.

He felt so damn good. I love having him inside me. Thrusting deep into me.
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After we ate, we did some walking around with our IV stands that we were still connected to.

The Dr. came in and noticed that we had been walking around. He was glad.

"Hey doc. When can we leave?"

"I have your discharge papers right now. I came in to see if you were moving around before discharging you both."

Throttle and I looked at each other and smiled, then looked back at the doc. "I'll be glad to get out of here."

"Me too, babe. I've never cared for hospitals. No offense, doc."

"None taken, Throttle."

The Dr. handed us our discharge papers. He knew I didn't have any clothes so he also had a set of sweats for me.

"I know you didn't have clothes when you came in, so I'm giving you a pair of sweats. I can't let you leave without clothes. Do you have a shirt to wear, Throttle?"

"No, I don't."

"You need one, so I also brought a shirt for you."

After we both signed the discharge papers, we got dressed, then was wheeled out to the front door.

"Another thing we can't do, doc?"

"Afraid so, Michelle. But once you leave the front of the hospital, you won't need the wheelchairs."

"I will be glad. I know its hospital policy, but I like to walk out of a place on my own."

"I hear ya, babe. But at least we have a ride back to the motel." Throttle pointed to his bike, which was waiting for us.

"Did your bike follow you here?"

"Yep. It has an A.I. in it and it adapts to the rider. She follows me if I'm riding with someone else. She's the best bike I've ever had."

"Nice. You 2 have a good day and try to stay out of the hospital while on vacation. Ok?"

"You got it, doc. Thanks." Then I shook his hand. Throttle did to, then we got up and walked to his bike.
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Back at the motel, Throttle parked his bike and we got off. He headed for the office and asked if our room was still available.

"Of course it is, Mr. Thornboy. I never rented it out after you left. The room is yours for the remainder of your vacation, free of charge. I reimbursed you after left in the ambulance. How is your girlfriend?"

Throttle smiled. "She's doing great now. I think we're gonna take it easy for the next few days before going to our next destination."

"That's a good idea. I can get you a list of places close by to eat at while you're staying here."

"That would be great, thanks. I better get back to her. I have the key for the room. Bring the list by later tonight."

"No problem. Enjoy your stay with us, Mr. Thornboy."

"Please call me Throttle."

"No problem."
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Throttle walked back to the room and unlocked the room door. He let me walk in first then he walked in behind me and shut the door.

He laid the key on the dresser, then took his boots off. He sat down on the edge of the bed. He noticed that I had gone into the bathroom. Throttle walked in there and asked me if I was ok.

I looked at him and smiled. "Of course I am. I'm still trying to grasp the concept of literally having bad blood flowing through me."

He put both hands on my shoulders and looked me straight in the eyes. "You don't have bad "blood flowing through you any more, Michelle. You have Martian blood flowing through you now. You are officially one of us, babe. Welcome to the Martian Mouse family."

"Let's hope your blood won't turn me into a Martian Mouse."

"Whether it does or not, I'm always going to love you."

"Such a sweet talker."

"And you love it."

"That I do, my tan furred handsome mouse of mine." Then I kissed his nose.

"I thought we might just rest for the next couple days. Especially after what you went through."

"I wanna finish our vacay, though. I need to get back to work soon, too."

"After what you went through, you're getting some rest. And Charley told me to let you know that you are not to come back until next month. You are on a mandatory month long vacay."

"I can't do that. I need to work, Throttle. And you need to be back in Chicago to help Vinnie and Modo."

"They can take care of themselves. They're grown mice. They can't always rely on me. They have to learn to do what they think is right and come up with their own plans. I know that sounds harsh, but it's the truth."

"I understand that, but they also look up to you since you guys have been on Earth. They don't have Stoker to help them or to lead them into battle. That's what you do."

"You have a point, babe, but as long as you're here, I'm staying here with you. I won't leave you alone with no transportation."

"I'm not going to argue with you, Throttle. Now, I'd like to take a shower by myself, please."

"Ok babe." Then he closed the bathroom door on his way out.
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Throttle decided to leave a note and then take off for a while. He looked for the nearest bar. He didn't blame me for not wanting to start a fight. It probably would have resulted in me getting upset and him storming out. He still ended up leaving, but just to clear his head for a while.

Back at the motel, I had just finished my shower. "Hey babe. You wanna go get something to eat?"

I walked out of the bathroom and noticed that Throttle wasn't in the room. I saw a note on the dresser. I picked it up and read it.

"Gone out to clear my head.
Be back later.
Throttle."

"Guess I'm going out to eat by myself." Then I remembered I don't have any money. "Guess I'm not going anywhere. I'll just crawl under the blankets, get warm and fall asleep."
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5 hrs. later, Throttle showed back up completely plastered. His bike drove him back to the motel since he would have been all over the road and would have gotten himself killed.

He put the key in the door and stumbled into the room. I woke up and saw him stumbling around. He was trying to get his boots off and nearly falling over every time. I got out of bed and helped him over to the edge of the bed. I sat him down and I took his boots off. I also undressed him and helped him into bed.

It was like taking care of a child, but with Throttle, it was like taking care of a grown ass child. I shook my head in disbelief. I couldn't believe he was drunk. It was ridiculous. He's going to have a major hangover in the morning. I grabbed the waste basket that was in the bathroom and set it on his side of the bed.

I got back into bed and went back to sleep until morning.
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The next morning wasn't very nice for Throttle. He woke up and bent over the side of the bed and puked into the waste basket I set beside him. I woke up to his puking. I looked over at him. I felt sorry for him, but only a little bit. He went and got drunk. He could have stayed here and we could have gone out to dinner.

I got out of bed and walked around to his side of the bed and stroked the back of his head. He looked up at me and smiled a little bit. I smiled back. I went and got a damp cloth out of the bathroom then had Throttle lay back on the pillow and I placed the damp cloth on his forehead.

"Babe, why did you go get drunk last night?"

"I needed to clear my head. I knew you didn't want to start a fight, so it was just easier for me to not be in the same room with you in case it turned into an argument."

"I don't think it would have turned into an argument. I ended it before it got started. I am going to need your card though. I haven't eaten since the night before. I went to bed hungry while you were at the nearest bar, getting drunk."

"I'm sorry babe. I really am. Drinking is how I cope with my problems."

"Do the guys or Charley know about this problem?"

"No. I usually leave the scoreboard late at night and head down to the nearest bar and drink my problems away."

"You, my handsome mouse, are an alcoholic. You need to get help."

"Its not like I go drink all the time. I use to drink a lot after my calls with my ex, Carbine. She was the reason I was drinking so much. Then last night…"

"You went out and got drunk. Please stop before you kill yourself."

Throttle saw the tears in my eyes. He reached up and wiped them away. "Please don't cry, Mike."