Moonlit Love
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Time passed slowly the next few weeks, as I got more familiar with tasks that I had to perform during my watch, those romantic things like emptying bedpans and give sponge baths. The bed pans I hated, but did it for Tammy, because she was my life and love. Now the baths, umm, as time went on we made more of a game out of it, and I explored rather liberally, it seemed. When I was there, she always needed at least one sponge bath. Though the one day when she needed four, I think Samantha got a bit suspicious of it all. So we cooled it a bit.
Then began the therapy, and learning to do things over again. While there were no overt signs of brain damage, the doctors still wanted to prod her off and on, until they were happy with the results, and could say she would be back to normal soon.
She noticed one day that I was reading a book, and asked me to read it to her. When I tried to throw in some voices, she just told me to cool it and read. It was almost as off key as my singing in her ear at the dances we had been to. Taking great offense at this, I asked why she never told me this before, and she smiled and said when I was close enough to sing in her ear, she got other benefits from it that made it pleasurable.
A couple of things we noticed as well after the fall were that her periods became more regular, and she had gotten bigger boobs, as she was gaining some weight. She noticed the boob thing when Samantha hadn't found a bra of hers that fit her anymore while getting her ready for a doctor's appointment. She had to "borrow" one of Pammy's, which, thinking back to that night so long ago, made me smile and say, "Yeah, no curves at all." Just as I ducked, an empty bedpan flew by. It was the nearest thing throwable she could grab.
We worked every day with her, to get her coordination back, and slowly build her endurance back up, with her working like this till May arrived, and we were ready for the prom. She had been a bit of a tease the last few weeks. Whenever I would offer to do something for her, like a sponge bath with a wink, wink, nudge, nudge, or a kiss, either my breath was icky or hers was or Pammy should give her the bath, and she would laugh as my face fell.
I was going from freedom to agony after our time together. This was anguish, until that night when we walked into the prom. Then she kissed me as the band started playing Moon River or something like, it I lost track of it and all the songs that followed, when with the first notes of the band, when she whispered, "You can hold your breath till the end of our virginity now."
From despair to euphoria in 11 words. That was mind blowing, and I simply got a laugh and another kiss, this one a lot deeper than the first. Needless to say, I was ready to leave then. She said we had agreed to dance the night away, and pouted every time I would suggest that perhaps she needed a bit of rest, and we should go to the room for a few minutes to let her lie down. At every one of these suggestions, she'd remind me saying, "I'm older than a minute. That couch over there would be fine."
Diane hadn't attended the prom, because she was going apartment hunting in the bay area. They needed at least a two bedroom now, as their final "mushy stuff" in the Browardmobile must have been very potent. That it was the only time they had done it unprotected, was their claim. "Yeah, right," and an evil grin was Tammy's answer. The wedding was going to be in a week's time when they got home. Diane had already finished all her course work and exams. I had only one paper to turn in. (How, you ask? Remember my mom, and it will help the kids? She fell for that, hook line and sinker.) With every trip from the peninsula new homework assignments arrived with the rotating schedule. There was a parent, or Rick was always glad to be sadistic to Pammy, Diane, or me and watch us do it, or proctor a test. We not only kept up; we somehow had gotten ahead. A few weeks after she was released from the hospital, Tammy joined us as well. Like me, she had one paper left to turn in. We thought we would do field research on the subjects together. As it turned out, no parents raised any issue with this, and we were leaving for the Shenandoah Valley the next week, for one week. I would study Stonewall Jackson's Valley Campaign for history and she would study the flora and fauna for biology.
We finally arrived at the room after the after-party, to get ready for our own after-after party. We walked in, and I slowly shut the door. Then, almost hyperventilating, I reached out to give her a big hug as I undid her zipper. She gave a long kiss, and nothing but tongue, as I felt her shiver a bit as the dress came down. I gently rubbed her back for a second, then, letting her go and starting to check her out, I watched as she lowered the half slip and hose. Hmmm, garter belt panties, and bra. Wow, the new weight had filled the curves out a bit more, giving me more to hold on to or stroke, but not enough to ever be wasteful. We walked to the bed, and I slowly lowered her to it while I undressed for her, trying for a bit of a strip tease.
She halted it with "Here... now, my sex toy," and a giggle as she grabbed me.
We ended up on the bed, me hanging due to height, and her smothered due to weight. Rapidly correcting this problem, I tested a few minutes for icky breath, which neither of us seemed to have. So, we continued exploring, for icky tonsils as well, when this ended. We played a quick round of pin the tongue in the mouth, while trying desperately to slow our seemingly rising breath. Alas, I surrendered to temptation, and started following in reverse the trail of freckles, from the eyes that I had noticed that first night. Two or three life times ago. I didn't find a bit of icky skin either, as I tried to inspect it all.
I found, instead, rather pleasant sensations when tried to kiss climb her breasts, only to be stopped by the bra. I tried without success to get her to give me access to her back, so I could get it off. After a second of fumbling for the hook, she said, "It's strapless and hooks in the front." Taking the hint, I managed to get it off with out passing out, barely. The bra disappeared, before you could say it was history, it was.
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