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The festivities had lasted a little while longer. Misti and Sharon were a bit tired from all that had happened that day, so they had asked to call it a night William took Sharon back to their house, and Billy. Rick, Robbi, and Cathy also headed back to the farm.
When they got there, Cathy had insisted that she change the dressing on Ricks leg, to check for anything wrong, and to check the progress of the healing. Rick had asked one of the clerical staff to make copies of all his medical records, so he could have them on hand in case of an emergency. They had been all too glad to do as he wanted, and the next day, had presented not one set of copies, but with five sets of every thing that had been done to, and with him, while in the Navy. All were separated into neat book-like groups, and in individual folders. He had thanked them profusely for their help and kindness. One of the nurses that had been in charge of him, stayed after the others had left. She had made the excuse that she needed to check his bandage one more time before the end of her shift. He had been told Good-Bye as he was leaving in the morning, by all the others. One of the other nurses had looked at her "sister" with a sly glance, as if to say, "YEAH, RIGHT!" She was the last of the group to leave.
As the door closed behind the rest of the people, the nurse, with the unforgettable name of Mary Martin, had pulled the curtain between the door and his bed. She pulled the cover back from him, and began to unwind the bandage from his leg. Completely exposed, She pulled on her surgical gloves and lightly felt the scar tissue that was exposed. She leaned down closely examining it for discoloration, or excessive drainage. Those two things were as she had expected, so she took a swab and touched several places to check for sensitivity. She threw the swab into a trash can to be disposed of the next day, and went to the door, checking to see if it were closed securely. She turned and faced him. "I have one more thing to check before I can sign off on your release papers. Stand up and remove your gown, and take a shower. I will assist you. Then I'll redress your leg for you and you'll be ready to go home, in the morning. By the way. I know you don't have any transportation to the airport, so I'll be here in the morning to take you and your things to get your flight. I can keep you company while we wait for your flight to leave. Besides. I need to make up for all the harsh treatment I have given you."
He had done as she had told him. She had seen him naked as much, or more, than she had seen him dressed. She had been the one person to assist him with a bed pan, at the first, when he couldn't get up to go to the bathroom, and had given him sponge baths twice a day, until he was able to get to the shower in the next room. She had been his most attentive caregiver during his entire stay here. She had even volunteered to accompany him on the long flight from the Mid-East, to the Stateside hospital here. She was on orders to leave the first installation to this facility, and had accompanied him all the way. His doctor, knowing that she was leaving at the same time, and going to the same hospital, had asked her to accompany him, and she had agreed. He had enjoyed her company, even if she was a bit bossy at times. She was very pleasant, and not too bad to look at, either. In reality, she was not any more bossy than his 2 Moms, or his sisters had been, and nearly as pretty as Betty. He had had a hard time figuring out which of his sisters was the prettiest to him. They were all so beautiful.
She had held his arm to steady him to the shower, and put the stool in for him to sit while he was washing, peeking in through the curtain to make sure he was okay. He had caught the look that had passed between the two nurses, but nothing out of the ordinary had transpired.
When he finished she pulled back the curtain, as she always did, and held him so he could dry off, and dry his back for him. Maybe both of them had been suspicious of her for no reason. She had been just as businesslike as she always was. She helped him back to the bed, and went to get fresh dressings for his leg. It took her less than 5 minutes to get what she needed, and she propped him on the bed and took the chair, resting his foot on the edge, and set to wrapping it, asking about its comfort as she wound the gauze around and around his leg. She taped the end to finish. She helped him the rest of the way onto the bed, and pulled the covers back into place. For the first time since the others left, she smiled at him. "Get a good nights sleep. It'll be a long day tomorrow, and you'll need your strength. I'll be here at 9 in the morning to get you." She leaned down and kissed him for the very first time since they had known each other. "Good Night, P.O. Breen. See ya in the morning." She left without another word.
The next morning he ate his breakfast. and the new nurse changed his fressing, and the doc was there to check his wound one more time before he left, and gave him instructions for his leg. The nurse had assisted him in putting on his clothes, when the door opened and Nurse Martin was there, decked out in civilian clothes. "Hi, Ricky. Got your release right here. Ready to go? Your things are already in the trunk of my car." Her hair was much longer than he had imagined, with it being in a bun all the time he had known her. She was wearing blue jeans, a denim shirt, and a jacket. Her hair was in a ponytail, and hung almost to her waist. It was a medium shade of brown, and very silky looking. She had a MUCH better figure than he had imagined, too. Wearing this, instead of her usual scrubs, she was a DOLL!
An orderly had pushed a wheel chair into the room, and Nurse Martin had thanked him, telling him that she would take care of it from here. She rolled it into place, locked the wheels, and helped him get in. Her car was in the loading area with an S.P. standing by in case he was needed. He took Rick's arm and helped him into the nurses Bronco, hekping him fasten the seat belts, while Nurse Martin put the wheelchair inside the entryway. She thanked the S.P. (Shore Patrol) and ran around to get in. They pulled out slowly, and merged into the traffic. She smiled at him, and told him, "We're on our own, now, Ricky. Just call me Mary. No need for all the formalities. By the way, I LIKE that name. It makes you sound like a fun person. Are you?" He was taken by surprise at her demeanor. She had always seemed so stuffy.
"Your flight doesn't leave 'till 5 this afternoon, and this IS my day off, so what do you want to do first. The sky's the limit, so name your poison. I know all too well what kind of food you get in a hospital, so, if you want, we can get a bite to eat." That sounded good to him, and he told her so. She drove out the gate and turned onto a broad street and went a bit to an IHOP. She pulled out a Handicap placard and hung it on her mirror. She went around and helped him out of the truck, and inside the restaurant. They were shown to a table and a waitress was there to get their orders. She ordered a Big Breakfast, eggs scrambled, and he ordered French Toast. They chatted about their old posting overseas, where they had first met. She told him that an Officer would present him with his Purple Heart and a Commendation sometime in the near future, at his home. He finally asked her, just from curiosity, what rank she held. She smiled at him and told him she was a Lieutenant. He was VERY surprised. "I have an apartment not too far from here. We'll go there and relax for a while, then I'll take you to the airport. National is close by. That's where your flight is. You'll have a direct to DFW, and get there at 7:30 this evening, then you can get home. I looked at your records and know you only live about 30 miles from there. I'm originally from Lubbock. I'm an ol' farm girl, too. My folks have a wheat farm. I grew up running combines. Someday I'll go back there to live. Maybe we'll see each other, again, someday.
Their food arrived, and they ate, leaving generous tips for the waitress, and went back the way they'd came.They went past the entrance to the hospital and about a mile more. There was an apartment complex that she said was her home, for now.
She helped him up the flight of stairs and down to her apartment. It was a small one bedroom place. Very neat and orderly. She kept house like his Moms did. Nothing out of place, and not a speck of dust. It looked like it was ready to stand inspection. "Don't worry, we're gonna mess it up a little, before I take you to the airport. I've been thinking about this day for a long time." She wrapped her arms around hiis neck and drew him down for a long, deep kiss. She backed off and gave him a mock frown, growling, "Get those duds off, mister. It's time to pay your bill."
He began taking his jacket off, then his tie and shirt. She had already lost her shirt and jacket, along with the ball cap she had been wearing. He sat on the sofa to pull his pants, shoes, and socks. She sat next to him and her pants were gone in a blink. All she had was her panties, and all he had wad his drawers. She tool his hand and, helping him to his feet, led him into the bedroom. It was a satyr's dream come true. A large mirror was fastened to the headboard, a dresser with a large mirror was at the foot of the bed, and another was on the ceiling. She saw him taking it in, and giggled. "Naughty little wench, ain't I? I like to see what I,m getting into, or what's getting into me."
She pushed him back on the bed, pulling his underwear down to his ankles, and peeling her own panties down to reveal a freshly shaven pussy. Her figure was slender, and semi-athletic. Her breast were beautifully shaped, her tummy was as flat as a pancake, and her hips flared out just enough to give a good handhold. Her legs were long and VERY shapely, and her hips round and soft looking. He was amazed that the scrubs could hide such as this.
She scooted in next to him laying where they were in contact from their lips, to their toes. She threw one leg over him and ground her pelvis into him. The kiss was longer, deeper, and wetter than previously shared. He had one arm under her neck, and the other around her waist. She had one under his shoulder, and pulled his face into her to kiss him even harder. Their tongues fought, and lost, a battle, to a draw. Neither cared who the victor was.
Suddenly she turned around and re-positioned herself to engulf his manhood with her mouth. He took advantage and parted her labia to drink of her sweet nectar. Their slurping sounds filled the room. Both were moaning from what they were giving each other. He felt her taking him in nearly all the way, and she was feeling one of the longest, most thorough tongues inside of her that she had ever had the pleasure of. She suddenly felt firecrackers going off inside of her. She had to withdraw to loose a groan of pleasure. This was the fastest she had EVER reached a first orgasm. The surprise wasn't over yet, though. Suddenly she had three more in quick succession. GOD!!! THIS FELT WONDERFUL!!! Her whole body shook with their force. She quickly tokk him into her mouth sucking like she had a thick milk shake, and fucking him with her lips. She felt him tense before he ejaculated, and released him. She didn't want to waste this on her mouth. She pulled away from him, and turned him on his back. She kissed him more to allow him to recover, and forked her leg over him sitting down astraddle of his stomach. She kissed him many more times. Finally satisfied that he was once more ready for her, she raised up to take him cowgirl. She sank slowly down until she felt him inside of her fully, and began rocking slowly. She came two more times and felt him twitch as she started the third time. She clamped down and picked up her pace, forcing him to cum inside of her as deep as she could take him. She leaned down and using her legs, pulled herself closer to him. He gave several strong spurts of juice inside of her, pushing himself up to her.
Both felt drained. She rolled to his side pulling him to her to kiss and cuddle some more. Finally she raised up and looked down on him. "Do you think you can do it, again, Sweetie? I'd really like seconds, or even thirds on that." He smiled. "Why not? You're the first I've had in a while. I like what you do to me. How about a shower, first, though? I feel sweaty." She agreed and they went into the shower. She had removed his bandage, and had a stool for him to sit on while she washed him from head to toe. He washed her just as thoroughly. She paused just long enough to douche before they went back into the main room. She took glasses out of the cupboard. She had a gallon jar of ice tea. She WAS a Texas girl! This proved it. The only thing that could do more in the way of proof, was, if she had had cold bottles of Coors beer, and it wasn't sold this far east.
They drank their tea and talked about home, and being raised within sight of the Llano Escondido, the famous Cap Rock of Texas. Her home was just about 25 miles from it. She had been there many times with friends, riding dirt bikes and four-wheelers. She also talked about how spooky it got after dark. There were many stories about strange thing being seen there.
She downed the last of her tea, and moved close to him. "Think your up for round 2?"she asked. He placed her hand on his stiff prick. "What do YOU think?" he answered. They got up and went to the bed. She laid down and he kneeled between her knees to kiss her on her soft, pretty vagina. It tasted better now than it had before. He lifted her legs and began licking her. She squirmed at his touch and almost immediately had another orgasm. He tasted her huice as it flowed from her, and savored its taste. It smelled and tasted like a hot woman. It was almost enough to make him high with its power. He pushed her through more spasms, until she was begging him to take her, again.
Putting his weight on his good leg, he lifted her until she was all the way on the bed, and he pulled a pillow and placed it under her hips. He lifted her legs and, giving her little love box another kiss, placed his dick against her opening, slowly parting her labia, and easing into her. Her legs flew around his waist, pulling him into her. He raised up and began a slow pump, holding himself on stiffened arms and toe tips, pushing deep inside of her, and withdrawing until just the tip of his cock was left inside of her. Over and over, as she writhed under him sobbing, moaning, and gasping for air, as she came repeatedly. Feeling himself getting ready to blow his own load, he lowered hiself to rest his full weight on top of her, reaached down and took a double handful of her soft ass, and began to hammer into her. She squealed and squirmed, crying and begging him to "do it more." She squeezed with all the pressure she could muster, and lifted herself to take him as deep as she could force him. He responded by shoving back and spurting his seed as deep as they could manage. This time she screamed out. "OH MY GOD!!!" He rolled off of her, out of breath, panting for air. His arm slid under her to pull her close to him. She rolled as he drew her to him and gave him the most passionate kiss, yet. They lay there until their breath returned to normal, and got up to shower one more time. enjoying the closeness and intimacy of their contact. They climbed out and dried each other for the second time. Mary looked at the alarm clock. It was almost 2 o'clock. She took her I-pad and took several selfies of herself, downloaded them on her laptop, and transferred them to a disc. She put it into a sleeve and placed it into his jacket pocket. Maybe they would meet again some day.
They dressed and went to the airport. One of the gentlemen there carried his bag to the check-in, she kissed him one more time, and whispered to him, "Good-bye for now. I just hope it's not forever. I think I might just be in love." He only had to walk about fifty yards to get to the gate for his flight. He looked back. She was still standing there, looking at him. They waved to each other, and he went into his loading area, and she went out the door.
When they got there, Cathy had insisted that she change the dressing on Ricks leg, to check for anything wrong, and to check the progress of the healing. Rick had asked one of the clerical staff to make copies of all his medical records, so he could have them on hand in case of an emergency. They had been all too glad to do as he wanted, and the next day, had presented not one set of copies, but with five sets of every thing that had been done to, and with him, while in the Navy. All were separated into neat book-like groups, and in individual folders. He had thanked them profusely for their help and kindness. One of the nurses that had been in charge of him, stayed after the others had left. She had made the excuse that she needed to check his bandage one more time before the end of her shift. He had been told Good-Bye as he was leaving in the morning, by all the others. One of the other nurses had looked at her "sister" with a sly glance, as if to say, "YEAH, RIGHT!" She was the last of the group to leave.
As the door closed behind the rest of the people, the nurse, with the unforgettable name of Mary Martin, had pulled the curtain between the door and his bed. She pulled the cover back from him, and began to unwind the bandage from his leg. Completely exposed, She pulled on her surgical gloves and lightly felt the scar tissue that was exposed. She leaned down closely examining it for discoloration, or excessive drainage. Those two things were as she had expected, so she took a swab and touched several places to check for sensitivity. She threw the swab into a trash can to be disposed of the next day, and went to the door, checking to see if it were closed securely. She turned and faced him. "I have one more thing to check before I can sign off on your release papers. Stand up and remove your gown, and take a shower. I will assist you. Then I'll redress your leg for you and you'll be ready to go home, in the morning. By the way. I know you don't have any transportation to the airport, so I'll be here in the morning to take you and your things to get your flight. I can keep you company while we wait for your flight to leave. Besides. I need to make up for all the harsh treatment I have given you."
He had done as she had told him. She had seen him naked as much, or more, than she had seen him dressed. She had been the one person to assist him with a bed pan, at the first, when he couldn't get up to go to the bathroom, and had given him sponge baths twice a day, until he was able to get to the shower in the next room. She had been his most attentive caregiver during his entire stay here. She had even volunteered to accompany him on the long flight from the Mid-East, to the Stateside hospital here. She was on orders to leave the first installation to this facility, and had accompanied him all the way. His doctor, knowing that she was leaving at the same time, and going to the same hospital, had asked her to accompany him, and she had agreed. He had enjoyed her company, even if she was a bit bossy at times. She was very pleasant, and not too bad to look at, either. In reality, she was not any more bossy than his 2 Moms, or his sisters had been, and nearly as pretty as Betty. He had had a hard time figuring out which of his sisters was the prettiest to him. They were all so beautiful.
She had held his arm to steady him to the shower, and put the stool in for him to sit while he was washing, peeking in through the curtain to make sure he was okay. He had caught the look that had passed between the two nurses, but nothing out of the ordinary had transpired.
When he finished she pulled back the curtain, as she always did, and held him so he could dry off, and dry his back for him. Maybe both of them had been suspicious of her for no reason. She had been just as businesslike as she always was. She helped him back to the bed, and went to get fresh dressings for his leg. It took her less than 5 minutes to get what she needed, and she propped him on the bed and took the chair, resting his foot on the edge, and set to wrapping it, asking about its comfort as she wound the gauze around and around his leg. She taped the end to finish. She helped him the rest of the way onto the bed, and pulled the covers back into place. For the first time since the others left, she smiled at him. "Get a good nights sleep. It'll be a long day tomorrow, and you'll need your strength. I'll be here at 9 in the morning to get you." She leaned down and kissed him for the very first time since they had known each other. "Good Night, P.O. Breen. See ya in the morning." She left without another word.
The next morning he ate his breakfast. and the new nurse changed his fressing, and the doc was there to check his wound one more time before he left, and gave him instructions for his leg. The nurse had assisted him in putting on his clothes, when the door opened and Nurse Martin was there, decked out in civilian clothes. "Hi, Ricky. Got your release right here. Ready to go? Your things are already in the trunk of my car." Her hair was much longer than he had imagined, with it being in a bun all the time he had known her. She was wearing blue jeans, a denim shirt, and a jacket. Her hair was in a ponytail, and hung almost to her waist. It was a medium shade of brown, and very silky looking. She had a MUCH better figure than he had imagined, too. Wearing this, instead of her usual scrubs, she was a DOLL!
An orderly had pushed a wheel chair into the room, and Nurse Martin had thanked him, telling him that she would take care of it from here. She rolled it into place, locked the wheels, and helped him get in. Her car was in the loading area with an S.P. standing by in case he was needed. He took Rick's arm and helped him into the nurses Bronco, hekping him fasten the seat belts, while Nurse Martin put the wheelchair inside the entryway. She thanked the S.P. (Shore Patrol) and ran around to get in. They pulled out slowly, and merged into the traffic. She smiled at him, and told him, "We're on our own, now, Ricky. Just call me Mary. No need for all the formalities. By the way, I LIKE that name. It makes you sound like a fun person. Are you?" He was taken by surprise at her demeanor. She had always seemed so stuffy.
"Your flight doesn't leave 'till 5 this afternoon, and this IS my day off, so what do you want to do first. The sky's the limit, so name your poison. I know all too well what kind of food you get in a hospital, so, if you want, we can get a bite to eat." That sounded good to him, and he told her so. She drove out the gate and turned onto a broad street and went a bit to an IHOP. She pulled out a Handicap placard and hung it on her mirror. She went around and helped him out of the truck, and inside the restaurant. They were shown to a table and a waitress was there to get their orders. She ordered a Big Breakfast, eggs scrambled, and he ordered French Toast. They chatted about their old posting overseas, where they had first met. She told him that an Officer would present him with his Purple Heart and a Commendation sometime in the near future, at his home. He finally asked her, just from curiosity, what rank she held. She smiled at him and told him she was a Lieutenant. He was VERY surprised. "I have an apartment not too far from here. We'll go there and relax for a while, then I'll take you to the airport. National is close by. That's where your flight is. You'll have a direct to DFW, and get there at 7:30 this evening, then you can get home. I looked at your records and know you only live about 30 miles from there. I'm originally from Lubbock. I'm an ol' farm girl, too. My folks have a wheat farm. I grew up running combines. Someday I'll go back there to live. Maybe we'll see each other, again, someday.
Their food arrived, and they ate, leaving generous tips for the waitress, and went back the way they'd came.They went past the entrance to the hospital and about a mile more. There was an apartment complex that she said was her home, for now.
She helped him up the flight of stairs and down to her apartment. It was a small one bedroom place. Very neat and orderly. She kept house like his Moms did. Nothing out of place, and not a speck of dust. It looked like it was ready to stand inspection. "Don't worry, we're gonna mess it up a little, before I take you to the airport. I've been thinking about this day for a long time." She wrapped her arms around hiis neck and drew him down for a long, deep kiss. She backed off and gave him a mock frown, growling, "Get those duds off, mister. It's time to pay your bill."
He began taking his jacket off, then his tie and shirt. She had already lost her shirt and jacket, along with the ball cap she had been wearing. He sat on the sofa to pull his pants, shoes, and socks. She sat next to him and her pants were gone in a blink. All she had was her panties, and all he had wad his drawers. She tool his hand and, helping him to his feet, led him into the bedroom. It was a satyr's dream come true. A large mirror was fastened to the headboard, a dresser with a large mirror was at the foot of the bed, and another was on the ceiling. She saw him taking it in, and giggled. "Naughty little wench, ain't I? I like to see what I,m getting into, or what's getting into me."
She pushed him back on the bed, pulling his underwear down to his ankles, and peeling her own panties down to reveal a freshly shaven pussy. Her figure was slender, and semi-athletic. Her breast were beautifully shaped, her tummy was as flat as a pancake, and her hips flared out just enough to give a good handhold. Her legs were long and VERY shapely, and her hips round and soft looking. He was amazed that the scrubs could hide such as this.
She scooted in next to him laying where they were in contact from their lips, to their toes. She threw one leg over him and ground her pelvis into him. The kiss was longer, deeper, and wetter than previously shared. He had one arm under her neck, and the other around her waist. She had one under his shoulder, and pulled his face into her to kiss him even harder. Their tongues fought, and lost, a battle, to a draw. Neither cared who the victor was.
Suddenly she turned around and re-positioned herself to engulf his manhood with her mouth. He took advantage and parted her labia to drink of her sweet nectar. Their slurping sounds filled the room. Both were moaning from what they were giving each other. He felt her taking him in nearly all the way, and she was feeling one of the longest, most thorough tongues inside of her that she had ever had the pleasure of. She suddenly felt firecrackers going off inside of her. She had to withdraw to loose a groan of pleasure. This was the fastest she had EVER reached a first orgasm. The surprise wasn't over yet, though. Suddenly she had three more in quick succession. GOD!!! THIS FELT WONDERFUL!!! Her whole body shook with their force. She quickly tokk him into her mouth sucking like she had a thick milk shake, and fucking him with her lips. She felt him tense before he ejaculated, and released him. She didn't want to waste this on her mouth. She pulled away from him, and turned him on his back. She kissed him more to allow him to recover, and forked her leg over him sitting down astraddle of his stomach. She kissed him many more times. Finally satisfied that he was once more ready for her, she raised up to take him cowgirl. She sank slowly down until she felt him inside of her fully, and began rocking slowly. She came two more times and felt him twitch as she started the third time. She clamped down and picked up her pace, forcing him to cum inside of her as deep as she could take him. She leaned down and using her legs, pulled herself closer to him. He gave several strong spurts of juice inside of her, pushing himself up to her.
Both felt drained. She rolled to his side pulling him to her to kiss and cuddle some more. Finally she raised up and looked down on him. "Do you think you can do it, again, Sweetie? I'd really like seconds, or even thirds on that." He smiled. "Why not? You're the first I've had in a while. I like what you do to me. How about a shower, first, though? I feel sweaty." She agreed and they went into the shower. She had removed his bandage, and had a stool for him to sit on while she washed him from head to toe. He washed her just as thoroughly. She paused just long enough to douche before they went back into the main room. She took glasses out of the cupboard. She had a gallon jar of ice tea. She WAS a Texas girl! This proved it. The only thing that could do more in the way of proof, was, if she had had cold bottles of Coors beer, and it wasn't sold this far east.
They drank their tea and talked about home, and being raised within sight of the Llano Escondido, the famous Cap Rock of Texas. Her home was just about 25 miles from it. She had been there many times with friends, riding dirt bikes and four-wheelers. She also talked about how spooky it got after dark. There were many stories about strange thing being seen there.
She downed the last of her tea, and moved close to him. "Think your up for round 2?"she asked. He placed her hand on his stiff prick. "What do YOU think?" he answered. They got up and went to the bed. She laid down and he kneeled between her knees to kiss her on her soft, pretty vagina. It tasted better now than it had before. He lifted her legs and began licking her. She squirmed at his touch and almost immediately had another orgasm. He tasted her huice as it flowed from her, and savored its taste. It smelled and tasted like a hot woman. It was almost enough to make him high with its power. He pushed her through more spasms, until she was begging him to take her, again.
Putting his weight on his good leg, he lifted her until she was all the way on the bed, and he pulled a pillow and placed it under her hips. He lifted her legs and, giving her little love box another kiss, placed his dick against her opening, slowly parting her labia, and easing into her. Her legs flew around his waist, pulling him into her. He raised up and began a slow pump, holding himself on stiffened arms and toe tips, pushing deep inside of her, and withdrawing until just the tip of his cock was left inside of her. Over and over, as she writhed under him sobbing, moaning, and gasping for air, as she came repeatedly. Feeling himself getting ready to blow his own load, he lowered hiself to rest his full weight on top of her, reaached down and took a double handful of her soft ass, and began to hammer into her. She squealed and squirmed, crying and begging him to "do it more." She squeezed with all the pressure she could muster, and lifted herself to take him as deep as she could force him. He responded by shoving back and spurting his seed as deep as they could manage. This time she screamed out. "OH MY GOD!!!" He rolled off of her, out of breath, panting for air. His arm slid under her to pull her close to him. She rolled as he drew her to him and gave him the most passionate kiss, yet. They lay there until their breath returned to normal, and got up to shower one more time. enjoying the closeness and intimacy of their contact. They climbed out and dried each other for the second time. Mary looked at the alarm clock. It was almost 2 o'clock. She took her I-pad and took several selfies of herself, downloaded them on her laptop, and transferred them to a disc. She put it into a sleeve and placed it into his jacket pocket. Maybe they would meet again some day.
They dressed and went to the airport. One of the gentlemen there carried his bag to the check-in, she kissed him one more time, and whispered to him, "Good-bye for now. I just hope it's not forever. I think I might just be in love." He only had to walk about fifty yards to get to the gate for his flight. He looked back. She was still standing there, looking at him. They waved to each other, and he went into his loading area, and she went out the door.
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