Perhaps I Should Have Told Him
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Rachel pushed the button for the ground level and let out a weary sigh when the elevator doors closed. Visiting hours were over and it was now time to brave the waiting horde. Thankful to be alone, she slumped to the side – taking weight off her right leg – and rested her head against the wall. She could feel her ankle throb beneath the stiff brace. It certainly wasn’t anything compared to what Terrance was likely going through with his leg, but with the way it was hurting, she was glad the ICU was a couple floors directly above the hospital’s main entrance. And that there was complimentary valet parking.
Her thoughts drifted back to Terrance. He was dozing when she left – something he’d been doing off and on for a couple days now. But that leg. It had her worried. It was why he hadn’t been shifted to a regular room yet. True, he’d shown considerable improvement since the accident. The other injuries were all healing nicely, but that leg – not so much. She herself was torn. She desperately wanted him moved so Hailey could finally visit him but she also knew he was getting the most attentive care he could get right where he was.
What Rachel found most odd was that she was both grateful and annoyed she had no say in that decision. Still, she treasured her time with him. It ran the gamut – from watching him sleep, to talking about just about anything under the sun, to sitting quietly and watching a movie together. And those eyes of his! She even got to shave him today and she struggled doing it just because he would watch her with those incredible blue eyes.
Her mind was still adrift, thinking of Terrance, when the elevator doors opened. Standing back up, she winced as she put weight on the not-so-minor of a sprained ankle. Stepping out, she could see the information desk ahead of her and beyond that, the main doors. Awaiting her outside of those, she could also see, was a sizable array of media people – all the way from television news crews, likely from Honolulu, to the basest of paparazzi. It was nightly news time, after all.
“Could you have the valet bring my car around?” she asked the older woman at the desk, handing her the ticket. Normally, the thing to do would be to go to the valet station outside the main doors but that was no longer feasible, what with the feeding frenzy out there.
“Absolutely, Ms Vargas,” the woman replied, taking the ticket and calling the valet directly.
Minutes later, she saw her Lexus pull up.
“Wish me luck,” she murmured to the information attendant.
The woman gave her a sympathetic look and nodded. “Take care out there.”
With a heavy sigh, Rachel turned and steeled herself for the inevitable confrontation. For some strange reason, the song about putting one foot in front of the other from that old Christmas cartoon came to mind and she found herself wanting to giggle. At the very least, it lightened her mood and gave her an idea. With a shake of her head, she did just as the song suggested and headed off for the rental car.
There are just so many times that you can watch the same edition of SportsCenter. The restless patient laid his head back on his pillow with a sigh, his right thumb repeatedly pressing down on the channel select button. He watched with growing disinterest as the screen flitted from one show to another. He was desperate for a distraction. With a loud groan, he gave up the search and held the button down until the TV turned off.
“I’m so bored.”
“Well,” shot back his night nurse, Leilani, who had just walked in, “you wouldn’t be if you hadn’t been stupid enough to run in front of a bus.”
Rance liked her. This was his second night with Leilani and he had to admit, she was a character. About his age, she was a little heavier set but pretty and very proud of her Hawaiian heritage. With a quick wit and a sharp tongue, she could go toe to toe with anyone and give as good as she got.
“It was a truck ... and you’re right, but I thought I could beat it,” he admitted with more of a grimace than a grin.
“Hey! What did I tell you about that whole macho, manly crap?” Setting the dressing supplies on the counter by the sink, she turned and approached his bed. “What are you at?”
“About a six, maybe a seven,” he conceded sheepishly.
“Where?”
“The usual – my leg, mostly.”
“You push the button? Hey, don’t give me that look,” she challenged when he rolled his eyes at her. “You’re the idiot who didn’t tell me he was in pain. Wanted to be ‘Mister Tough Guy’!” she mocked, shaking her head. “You’re as bad as my husband.”
With key in hand, she flipped open the housing for the morphine pump. Rance watched as she tapped the keypad, shortening the interval between doses, and relocked the case. “Okay, go ahead and push it now,” she told him as she jotted down a few notes on a pad she kept in one of her pockets. “Let me know how that does. If you still need more, I’ll talk with your doctor. Now, let’s get those dressings changed on that leg and see how it’s doing.”
Rance could feel the additional morphine kick in right away, as the pain faded into the background. He also noticed his head started getting fuzzy, as Leilani tried to engage him in conversation while she worked.
“You know, you’re the talk of the hospital right now,” she teased, giving him a sideways glance.
Choosing not to bite, he just gave her a blank look.
“Oh, so that’s how you’re going to play it,” she snickered. “Fine, be that way. I’ll just have to come up with my own stories about your visiting harem of supermodels then. Maybe get an exclusive with one of those reporters camped outside the entrance.”
“A harem?” Rance sputtered weakly, his vision starting to go a bit cross-eyed. “Oh, please.”
“So, you’re saying you don’t have feelings for any of them?” Seeing her patient blink slowly a few times and struggle to answer, she just smiled. “Uh huh, that’s what I thought. Well, just so you know, a couple of them have feelings for you, too, tough guy.”
“Probably just overly sympathetic,” he conjectured sleepily. “Or maybe it’s pity.”
Leilani let out a dismissive snort. “That might be true with that Aussie chick,” she agreed, “but not Rachel.”
Not hearing a response, she glanced back at him only to see he’d drifted off to sleep. After redressing his leg, the nurse adjusted his bed back a bit more and then stopped to softly pat his cheek. “Nope, hero boy, if I’m right, it’s far more than sympathy – a lot more.” With that, she headed back out to her station.
Rachel was comfortably resting on the couch, with a novel in hand and her bum ankle elevated on an ottoman, when she heard the bang of a door and the stomping of unhappy feet on the hardwood floor. Glancing to the right, she watched as a four and a half foot blur dashed past the open archway, headed for the stairs. She smiled to herself and went back to reading. There was no one upstairs.
Chloe, Zoe and Hannah were still off at the calendar shoot – something about some sunset shots on the southwest side of the island. Nina, for her part, was out engaging in what she liked to call “retail therapy”, which meant either gifts for her nieces and nephews, shoes, or – far more likely – both. Rounding out the missing adults were the elder Marzanos, who had left young Anthony at the Bed & Breakfast and were off on some much needed alone time.
Other than Elaine and Michael, the owners of the complex, who were around somewhere, Rachel was it for adult supervision – and the last she’d checked, which had been roughly ten minutes earlier, the two youngsters were playing a board game together on the back porch. Evidently, that had now changed – which was not a surprise, considering how increasingly moody Hailey was getting. Drawing on her long dormant babysitting skills, she decided to let them come to her.
She did not have to wait long.
A minute or so later, the previous blur rematerialized in the archway. Her expression was one of irritation and frustration. The child didn’t say anything, though.
Rachel merely patted the cushion next to her with her hand.
Hailey did something somewhere in between a nod and shrug before following the lone adult’s suggestion. Moments later, she was on the couch and leaning against her left shoulder. Rachel leaned over and kissed her on the top of her head.
“Boys are stupid.”
Rachel chuckled. “They can be,” she agreed, before returning to her book. She pretended to read before slowly turning to the next page.
“What are you reading?”
“The Hobbit.”
“Why?”
“Your father was teasing me for not having read it. So I’m reading it.”
“Oh. Do you like it?”
“I don’t know. Nina picked the book up for me today and I just started a little bit ago. Have you ever read it?”
Hailey shook her head no. “But Daddy liked it?”
“He said it was one of his favorite books as a boy.”
“Oh. What’s it about?”
“A small man by the name of Bilbo who goes on an adventure with a bunch of dwarves.”
“Is it scary?”
“I’m not sure. It appears to have a dragon in it somewhere,” she replied, showing the girl the picture of a dragon on the paperback cover. “So it might be.”
The child didn’t say anything but seemed to look at the cover with significant interest.
“Would you like me to read it out loud to you?”
“From the beginning?”
Rachel nodded, which elicited a smile and a nod from Hailey. With that established, she turned back to the very first page and began to read.
“In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.”
Before long, a shadow appeared in the archway. The reader didn’t pause her reading but did gesture ever so slightly with her head toward the cushion on her right side. Anthony took the hint and soon all three were caught up in a great adventure, if only for a little while.
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I saw her as she walked out of a restaurant. She was a petite, dark haired girl with stunning blue eyes. She caught my attention not only by the fact that she was incredibly beautiful, but also by her peculiar way of walking. Two aluminum crutches were tucked under her arms, making her look vulnerable. I stopped, stared at these old fashioned devices, and wondered when I had last seen someone walking on crutches. It must have been many years ago. She looked around her, then cautiously descended...
Leaving the liquor store with my gift bag in hand I walked towards my car, eagerly anticipating the night ahead. My pants were clean, my nails were trimmed and I was hoping that the night would work out well.Two weeks before I had been invited to a party through a friend of mine. The hostess was a former client of my friends', a striking forty-two year woman who ran her own design firm. She had been invited to parties of ours in the past and the few times she showed she always owned the room...
I was a 23 year old home from school for the holidays staying with my divorced mother. We had a good relationship and she pretty much let me come and go as I wanted as long as I didn’t do anything that created more work or caused any problems. She was dating a guy and spent a lot of time out of the house either at work or with him. Just after Christmas a week or so before I was to head back to school, she told me she was having one of her old friends come and visit for 10 days. She told me her...
It was a Saturday in July of the summer of 1978. Yvonne and Patrick had invited Kelly and me over to hang out. We arrived around 4 p.m. and knocked on the apartment door.Yvonne and Patrick both answered the door completely naked and looking freshly fucked. I couldn’t help but notice that Patrick’s dick and balls were now shaved. The “shaved” club was now up to three, including Yvonne and Kelly.Kelly and I were greeted with warm hugs with Yvonne and Patrick clinging to their new partners and...
Group SexThis story and all of my stories are my real sexual conquests, I'm open to contructive cristism. My boyfriend "Lawrence" and I are both bisexual, very sexual beings. I am 29 about 5'2 125 lbs, Spanish and Native American. I have straight black hair to the middle of my back, underneath I dyed blonde, I have a couple tattoos on my arms, people tell me I have a Suicide Girl look. (If you don't know who they are, look them up) . My boyfriend is 33 and about 6'2 185 lbs, White, Brown hair...
Quelques jours après sa fête de 18 ans, les parents de Joanie lui apprenaient qu’ils divorçaient. Elle prit la nouvelle avec un grain de sel, après tout, elle s’y attendait depuis un bon moment. L’atmosphère entre ses parents n’était pas des plus merveilleux et entre les chicanes et les absences, Joanie s’était retrouvée seule trop souvent. Joanie décida de ne pas rester avec ni l’un ni l’autre et de partir seule de son côté. Ils furent vraiment surpris, mais eux aussi convinrent que sa...
BisexualBy : John7 Hello friends John here back with another story. Meri peechli two stories hot sister k sath hot sex or how i fucked my sister in Shimla thi. Un dono stories k bad mujhe kafi acha response mila or kafi mails bi aaye. Aaj mai aap sabke liye ek or story lekar aya hu ki kaise maine apni elder sister k sath sex kiya. Meri elder sister 23 years ki hai or mai 20 years ka hu. Meri sister mumbai se MBA kar rhi hai. Maine apni sister ko 1 saal se nhi dekha usse pehle to wo dikhne me achi...
Incest“How high…” sings Lynn. “How hi-igh… How high the moo-oo-oon!” With echoes of Sarah Vaughan, she stretches the final word beyond its normal constraints, modulating the tone, while her fingers follow a little behind on the piano, finally resolving themselves in improvisation when she senses there is little more to be squeezed from one word. The audience politely applauds as they recognise the change. She smiles, although she is aware that she no longer resembles the slender Sarah Vaughan who...
LesbianHello again. In a way, I’m not sure if I should tell this story or not. To be honest, it’s a bit strange. If I don’t explain it correctly, it may sound a bit weird. In fact, even if I do get it right, it may still sound a little weird. Anyway, I’ll give it a go and see how it’s received. I’m sure you’ll let me know one way or the other.For people who have never read any of my stories before, I am a married woman. I have a friend called Mary. We have been friends pretty much all our lives. A few...
LesbianEverything has to start somewhere and that includes becoming a slut. I was thirty-four years old and had only had one man in my life. I was a virgin when my husband carried me to our marriage bed and in the eleven years we had been married he was the only man to ever touch me and in the space of forty-eight hours he went from the only one to just one of many. My name is Mihalea. I'm named after my maternal grandmother who immigrated to the United States from Russia in 1917. She and my...
MEETING JENN Chapters 3 & 4 Note to the reader: Please read chapters 1 & 2 of 'Meeting Jenn: How I fell in love with my best friend.' All feedback and more ideas are welcomed. I'm working on Chapters 5 & 6 now and should be able to post it in a week. Thanks for reading... Indy CHAPTER 3; What next? I seemed to toss and turn through the night, I wasn't used to sleeping next to anyone. Jenny slept like a baby, at one point letting out a cute little snore. I...
If I lived here in the Philippines, I would have graduated high school three months ago. But in the US I will start my junior year in a little less than three months. By the time I get out of High School some of these girls in the Philippines will be done with a two year college degree. That has me a little frustrated, but I have the USA Resident Alien Card. That's what you call a green card, even though it is not green. These girls would just about kill for that, so there is a balance. We...