Not Alone

Sharon stood alone at the far end of the locker room, not taking part in the horse play that was taking place not more than forty feet away, while almost shyly she shed her sweaty gym clothes, wrapped herself in a towel and slipped off to the communal shower. As usual, she had waited until everyone had already showered and were in the process of dressing before making her move. As the hot jets of water coursed over her body, she was unaware that another girl had taken a spot next to her and began taking her own shower. When Sharon turned around to rinse her back, she was surprised to find a slightly built blonde right beside her! Quickly shutting off the water, Sharon grabbed her towel, and headed back to her locker to get dressed. A few seconds later, the blonde exited the shower and started drying off as she walked over and sat down on the bench in front of her locker.

By now, Sharon and the blonde were the only two people left in the locker room, and the blonde looked over at Sharon and said, “I hate showering with all those other girls watching, don’t you?!?” Not expecting any conversation, Sharon mumbled, “Uh, yeah, me too,” and then looked away and continued dressing! Much to Sharon’s consternation, the blonde picked up her towel and sauntered over to Sharon and extended her hand and said, “I’m Lynn James, nice to meet you!” Sharon automatically stuck out her hand and replied, “I’m Sharon, Sharon Ruskin, glad to meet you too!” It was a little disconcerting, but Lynn was still drying off, and had not one stitch of clothing on, and Sharon did her best not to stare! “We’re a lot alike, you and me,” Lynn stated a matter of factly. Sharon cocked and head to the side and asked, “How do you figure that!?!” “Well,” Lynn replied softly, “I can tell that you’re embarrassed to be seen with out your clothes, and that you’re not real happy with your body!” The crimson rose from Sharon’s neck to her cheeks, and she stammered, “Really, you don’t know anything about me, and if we’re so much alike, why are you standing there naked as a jay bird!?!” Lynn dropped her towel away from her front, exposing her lean frame to Sharon’s gaze and replied in a quiet voice, “Because I know you want to look at me!” “Oh,” Sharon huffed, “you’re crazy!” “Am I,” asked Lynn, “look at me, Sharon, you want to look at me, touch me, see what it’s like to feel another person’s warm skin!” Sharon’s eyes were locked on Sharon’s vagina, and much to her dismay, she knew that everything Lynn had just said was exactly true!
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Two Girls

While Maggie sat at the breakfast table eating a bowl of cold cereal she didn’t even hear her mother speaking because her thoughts were far away. “Sure mom,” she said, as she gave her a peck on the cheek and headed out the door to meet her best friend Kaye down at the corner. It was a mile to school and Maggie had hardly said two words for most of the trip. “What’s bugging ya Mags,” asked Kaye? “Oh nothing,” replied Maggie. “Don’t give me that, something for sure is on your mind,” said Kaye. “Well….,” Maggie hesitated. “Give, what’s up,” pressed Kaye? “This is a little embarrassing but I’ve got trouble, you know, down there,” said Maggie as she pointed to her crotch, and after a few exchanges back and forth Maggie finally explained to Kaye that her clitoris seemed to be much bigger than it should be! And worse yet her labia seemed to be growing as well! Her whole pussy seemed to be puffed up! Kaye assured her that there was nothing wrong and told her that they would check it out after school. On entering Central High, Maggie tried to put the whole thing out of her mind, maybe Kaye was right, nothing to worry about!

On the way home from school Maggie acted as if nothing was wrong, and didn’t bring up what they had talked about that morning and hoped that Kaye wouldn’t either. No such luck! Right away Kaye wanted to get right home and check out Maggie’s privates! Maggied started to protest but Kaye just shut her up, took her by the arm, and steered Maggie towards home. Finally in Maggie’s room Kaye said, “OK, let’s see it!” Reluctantly Maggie slowly began taking off her clothes. Maggie had always been proud of her body, because in eighteen short years she really had the build of a full grown woman, with 36D breasts, a slim waist, wide womanly hips, and long slim legs!!! To be perfectly honest about it, she was a school boy’s wet dream! Now, however, she felt very self conscious undressing in front of someone who had seen her nude hundreds of times. After finally slipping of her panties Kay said, “Lay down on the bed and spread your legs.” Maggie lay back on the pillows and spread her legs completely exposing herself to her friend’s steady gaze. Kaye put her face down close enough to her pussy that she could feel her breath! “Well,” asked Maggie? Kaye took her fingers and gently parted Maggie’s bush to get a better look. What she saw was stunning, Maggie had not been exaggerating, her clit was at least two or three times its normal size, and her lips too, they were puffed up like a balloon! Another thing that Kaye quickly surmised was that Maggie’s pussy was very wet with what looked like sexual excitement! “Mags, you’re all wet, are you turned on?” “All the time, Kaye, my clit seems to itch all the time and never stops!” Kaye started to feel her own pussy starting to leak, God, what was happening to her?!? She then did something she had never even dreamed of, with the tip of her index finger she very softly brushed the tip of Maggie’s erect clit, and at it’s mere touch, Maggie suck in a gulp of air and her pussy jerked spasmodically, and before Maggie could even say a word, Kaye leaned over and took the engorged little organ into her mouth and started to suck it! “What are you doing,” a moaning Maggie asked? “I’m going to suck you off, your clit and pussy are absolutely beautiful,” her friend gasped softly!
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Shower Girls

The girls shuffled into the locker room after what had been a brutal hour of gym class. For some unknown reason old lady Stiller had gotten up on the wrong side of the bed and taken it out on her third period group of senior girls. “Judas priest,” Matti sighed while slumping down on the bench in front of her locker, “what the fuck was that all about!?!” “I dunno,” Ricki replied while peeling off her dripping wet shorts and tee shirt, “I don’t know if I can make it to my next class!” Everyone in the locker room was in a state of shock, but after taking a few minutes to recuperate they all stripped naked and headed off to the showers. Once under the soothing streams of hot water their tired muscles began to relax a bit, and as was usually the case, most of them openly masturbated in front of each other and had no qualms about have massive orgasms while others watched. Of all the girls, however, it was Matti who was the envy of the entire class in that she had incredibly large breasts and a perfect hour glass figure!

Matti soaped her exquisite 36D’s, and then casually as you may, wandered over to little Dani Nesson and without so much as a peep pulled the surprised girl’s mouth to one of her rock hard nipples! “Oh my,” Matti sighed while caressing the young girl’s head, “you suck me sooooooo nice!” Dani nipped at the hard little nub while at the same time letting her hand wander down to Matti’s bulging vulva! After getting her fill of her nipples, she dropped to her knees and stared at the incredibly plump pussy that by now was open and ready for a good sucking! While every one else in the room looked on Dani slowly leaned forward until her mouth and tongue made direct contact with the blonde hair covered pussy of the big titted senior!
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The Maid

Mary was depressed. Out of high school for three months now and not one decent job offer. She was getting desperate!!! Her parents were on her back and she couldn’t blame them, underfoot all day and just generally in her mom’s way. As she scanned the want ads for the 23rd time her eye caught sight of an ad she must have missed. It read, “Older widowed lady needs live in female for general household duties and companionship. Will pay top dollar to the right person! Start right away. Call Mrs. Bradford at 555-1212.” Mary reread the ad several times trying to decide if she even wanted to get into domestic work. As hard up as she was, the words”top dollar” made her pick up the phone and dial the listed number. A minute later she had an appointment to meet Mrs. Bradford tomorrow afternoon at 3:00 o’clock, and while she wasn’t exactly looking forward to it, Mary really needed to get something going, and how hard could domestic work be?

At exactly three p.m. Mary was knocking on the big front door at the address Mrs. Bradford had given her over the phone the day before. The house was huge–almost a mansion! This might turn out to be more work than she had bargained for! Just then the door swung open and Mary was introducing herself to Mrs. Bradford and her friend Cora Hilliard. Both women looked to be in their early sixties but Mary was never very good at guessing people’s ages. Mary sat down in an over stuffed easy chair in the dimly lit parlor while the two ladies sat opposite her on a long sofa. After giving her vital imformation–age, education, work history, etc., Zoe Bradford explained what her duties would be if she took the job. In addition to general cleaning, she would be required to make the meals, grocery shop, and generally run the basic household on a day to day basis. Most of her evenings would be free and she would have Saturday afternoon and all day Sunday off, and of course her room and board would be free and she would pretty much have the run of the house.

Now for the wages. Both women gave each other a glance and then Mrs. Bradford said, “You will be paid $2000 per week for your services.” Before Mary could say a word–she was stunned to say the least, Zoe Bradford continued on, “There is, however, one more duty that I have not described to you as of yet. Obviously domestic work does not normally pay $2000 per week! That figures out to more than $100,000 per year, and many executives don’t make that kind of money, but the one last job requirement is what we are going to be paying you for, and that duty is that you will service Cora and I sexually whenever we want or need it. This could come in the form of oral sex or we may have you strap on a dildo and fuck us, but it matters only in our mood at the time. We will make you sign a contract that is ironclad and also a document that will prevent you from telling anyone about our activities. There may be occasions when we have a young man in to fuck you in front of us, if so, he will be required to wear a condom. We believe in safe sex! If this is satisfactory, you may begin work tomorrow. Do you have any questions?” Mary sat in stunned silence! She could barely speak! After a few moments of thought, mostly about the $2000 per week, she nodded her head and said, “I’ll start tomorrow.” “Good,” said Cora, “We’ll see you then!”
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Puffy Nipples

Tara looked in the mirror and admired her slim tan body. 5’7″ tall, 115 lbs., blonde hair, blue eyes, and not a blemish to be found! What was drawing here stare, however, was her chest. No, it wasn’t big by any means, a 34b cup to be exact, nor was it her stunningly beautiful pink nipples. It was really her areolas, which were larger and puffier than any she had ever seen! They were much too large for breasts of her size, but that only seemed to make them look even sexier! It seemed to Tara that a lot of her sexuality was wrapped up in her areolas and nipples, and as they were in a constant state of sexual excitement, it wasn’t unusual for Tara to have her tits sucked at least two or three times a day, and since she didn’t want to get the reputation of being a slut, she usually had her trusted girl friends take care of her nursing requirements! Tara glanced at the clock on her night stand and frowned. “Kimber should be here by now,” she thought, “it’s almost seven fifteen, and that doesn’t leave much time to get ready for school!” Just then the bedroom door flew open and an apologetic Kimber bounced into the room. “Sorry I’m late,” she gushed, “I had to drop my brother off at the sitter!” “Well hurry up,” urged Tara, “we don’t have much time!” “Okay, okay, give me a break, will ya,” Kimber snapped, “I didn’t do it on purpose!!!” Tara realized that arguing would get her nowhere, so instead she walked over to Kim and lifted her chest to her school mate. “My my,” Kimber cooed, “our two little darlings look like they need some attention!” An instant later, one of Tara’s hot nipples was safely in the hungry mouth of the eighteen year old suckstress. “She may be a hoot,” Tara thought, “but she’s one of the best tit suckers she had ever had!” Deftly moving from one nipple to the other, Kim expertly sucked and licked the puffy nipples, finally bringing Tara to a nice easy orgasm. “I wish you could show me how to do that,” offered Kimber! “And what would that be,” questioned Tara? “Oh, you know what I mean,” laughed Kimber, “being able to cum without touching your clit!!!” “That, my dear,” retorted Tara, “is not something you can teach!” “Come on,” replied Kimber, “let’s get to school!”

The first three periods went quickly enough, with nothing unusual happening, so Tara was glad that her next period would offer a little diversity to an other wise dull day. Gym wasn’t usually a class a senior girl elected to take, as it wasn’t a senior requirement, but for Tara it offered a perfect opportunity to get her tits sucked! During the first week of gym class, Tara had sized up everyone in her group, and decided that Mona, a cute little red head would do nicely as her fourth period tit sucker. When she finally maneuvered the young girl into a hidden corner of the locker room, she found a very willing and pliable accomplice! Mona was fairly attractive, but was not very popular with her classmates, so when Tara, a beautiful senior, showed and interest in her, well, she was more than happy to do just about anything Tara asked! By now they had a routine that never varied, both girls would change into their gym clothes, and then slip to the rear of the locker room that was out of sight from the rest of the room. There, Mona would lift Tara’s shirt, unhook the front opening bra, and then gently suck her ripe breasts while giving herself an unbelievable thrill when she brought Tara to her orgasm, and on several occasions she slipped her hand inside her own shorts and diddled herself to her own climax. After Tara had her cum, both girls would straighten up and then hit the gym, meeting again after class in the shower room. Tara’s high school had a communal shower, so all of the girls showered together in one large room, and more than once, envious class mates would come over to Tara and offered to soap her unique breasts. Having slippery fingers gliding all over her chest was usually enough to make Tara have another, if weak orgasm, and although no one ever said anything, it was pretty much common knowledge that Tara’s chest and puffy nipples needed a lot of attention and for that reason alone, most of the girls were more than happy to give a helping hand!
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A-Dick-Tion

“Mother, I’m so embarrassed!” Heather whined. “Can’t we please just go home?” “I promise to be a good girl, really I do!” “I’m sorry, dear,” Beth Peters replied gently, “but I’m afraid that we’re way past the point of no return.” Heather sat glumly in one of the three leather easy chairs that formed an arc around the front of the desk of Nancy Rogers, who was the headmistress of The Private School For Wayward Girls. The sullen eighteen year old and her mother sat silently while waiting for Mz. Rogers to make an appearance. Heather glanced at the clock on the wall and offered hopefully, “Maybe she forgot about our appointment, mom!” “I don’t think so, dear, her secretary said that she’d be in shortly.” Again the two women fell silent until the door literally burst open as Nancy Rogers swept into the room. “I’m Nancy Rogers,” she said in a neutral tone, “and this must be Heather and Beth Peters.” “It’s nice to meet you Mz. Rogers,” Beth quickly replied. “Likewise,” the headmistress answered while taking her seat behind the massive oak desk. “So, let’s get down to business, shall we!?!”

Mz. Rogers picked up Heather’s already thick file and asked, “So, it seems that you’re having a problem with the boys, is that right?” Before Heather could reply her mother interjected, “Not just with the boys, Mz. Rogers, but with black boys!” “I seeeeee,” she replied softly. “Is that true, Heather, are you having trouble with black boys?” “Well, I wouldn’t exactly cause it trouble,” the young woman answered softly. “No trouble?!?!” her mother exploded. “She drops her panties for any black buck that asks her to, and I call that a problem!” Nancy put down the file and turned to Beth Peters and replied, “Your daughter has an addiction, Mrs. Peters.” “There’s no use beating around the bush, and I’m sure that you’re well aware that there is no cure!” “I know, I know,” Beth replied weakly, “it’s just that I’m at my wits end.” “I don’t want my daughter acting like a little slut for every stray black stud that comes along.” “Is that so wrong of me?!?” “Of course not,” Nancy replied smoothly, “and that’s why we’re here, to help her with her problem.” “Do you really think you can help her?” Beth asked hopefully. “It’s not a matter of controlling her, but more like we help her learn to manage her desires,” the headmistress answered gently.” “God, I certainly hope so,” Beth replied. “I certainly do.”
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Teachers Pet

The music was a little loud for Kaye’s taste, but the students seemed to be having a good time, and Kaye didn’t really have anything else to do, so she didn’t mind that when principal Ray Devlin asked her to chaperone the Saturday night dance in the school gym. A local dejay was playing all the latest CD’s, and with about a half hour to go, he had slowed the pace down, giving the kids a chance to have a few slow dances. It looked like it would turn out to be an uneventful evening, until Cal Norridge showed up. Right from the get go Kaye could see that he had been drinking, so she quickly moved towards him to prevent any altercations he might start up. When she stepped in front of him, her nostrils were filled with the pungent aroma of fresh liquor, and she hoped that she could get him to leave without causing a scene. “Cal,” she began, “since you’ve been drinking I think you had better leave, school property is no place for that kind of activity!” Cal gave a short harsh laugh and replied insolently, “Who’s been drinking, I don’t see anyone drinking!!!” Taking him by the arm, she started to lead him to the front door, but instead of going out, he veered off and headed down one of the dark corridors, laughing and singing as he went! “Drunk as a skunk,” she thought to herself, as she took off after him!

By the time she caught up to him, they were far away from the gym, and as he turned to face her he said, “Hey pretty teacher, you’ve got nice tits, why don’t you let me touch them, while reaching out his hand for a quick feel!!! Kaye jumped back, but not soon enough, and the insolent junior’s fingers brushed over her heavy chest! “Stop that,” she barked, “stop that this instant and go home!!!” Getting even bolder, Cal, a nineteen year old incorrigible, quickly cornered her, and pressed his body against hers, groping her ass as he pulled her closer to him, and for the first time, she felt a stab of fear in her stomach, they were a long ways from help, and Cal was strong as an ox! Fighting to push him away, she said through clenched teeth, “Stop this at once or I’ll scream!!!” Cal just laughed and covered her mouth with his forcing his tongue into her mouth, Frenching her right there in the hall!!! She almost gagged from the taste of bourbon, but Cal kept kissing her, while cupping her ass with one hand, and kneading her breasts with the other!!! Being a young woman with a naturally strong sex drive and no steady boy friend, the feeling of having a man so close made her knees grow weak and her resolve wane! Even though he wasn’t as experienced as someone older, Cal could sense right away that she was his for the taking, so dropping his hand from her boobs, he reached down and unzipped his pants and slid his thickening pecker out into the night air! Kaye couldn’t believe what was happening, but her clit had totally taken over her senses, and she automatically reached down and slowly began fisting the hard cock that stood up proudly between them!!!
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Substitute Teacher

Barbara Walker hurried up the steps of Central High, flung open the front door, and proceeded directly to the principal’s office. She was greeted with a hearty good morning from Mrs. Bruner, the front desk supervisor and receptionist for Principal Bradley. “What have I got today,” asked Barbara, hoping that it wouldn’t be another math class?!? “Ah, let me see,” replied Mrs. Bruner, as she scanned a list of absent teachers, “yes, here it is, you sub for Matt Kearny in English Literature, room 231!” “Thanks,” Barbara answered gratefully, “at least it’s not math!” Barbara climbed the single flight of stairs to the second floor and found room 231 down the hall and to the right. When she entered the classroom, most of the students were already there, mostly milling around and exchanging small talk with each other. At 8:47 the final bell rang and all the student took their assigned seats, dutifully waiting for Barbara to begin the class. Just as she was launching into the lesson on Chaucer, the door to the hall way swung open and in sauntered Deke Banyon, as if he didn’t have a care in the world!

Barbara put down her lesson plan and waited for Deke to take his seat, and after he was seated, she looked at the seating chart to find out his name, and then asked, “A little trouble getting out of bed this morning Mr. Banyon!?!” Deke, with a look of total boredom, replied insolently, “Naw teach, no problem at all!” The class tittered at Deke’s response and Barbara felt her cheeks turning red at being embarrassed by the young hoodlum. She stepped forward a few paces and retorted, “You and I will talk this over right after school, and don’t even think about not showing up, or Principal Bradley will hear about it!” Deke feigned a yawn but agreed to drop in after school, so Barbara went back to her lesson and the class continued on with no further incidents. The day seemed to fly by, and Barbara had completely forgotten that Deke Banyon was coming in after school, and it wasn’t until she heard a knock on the door jam that she remembered their appointment. “Come in Deke,” she offered, “and please sit down,” while motioning to the desk in the middle of the front row. Deke slouched down in the seat and let his legs protrude forward in a major display of insolence. Barbara was about to reprimand him when she couldn’t help but notice the large bulge in the front of his jeans! “My god,” she thought, “he has a hardon and isn’t even trying to hide it, of all the nerve of this boy!” “Now what did you wanna see me about,” a very cock sure Deke said suavely? Momentarily flustered at the sight aroused penis in the young man’s pants and his mouthy attitude, Barbara stumbled for something to say. “Cat got your tongue, teach,” the eighteen year old malcontent said insolently, “or are you more interested in seeing what’s in here,” as he patted the front of his crotch!?! A shocked Barbara stammered, “Well I never!” “That’s right teach, you probably never have,” Deke replied while laughing at her obvious discomfort! “Y-you can’t talk to me that way young man,” she spat, “I’ve a good mind to send you straight to the office!” “Yeah, yeah,” Deke yawned, while standing up, “let me show you what a real man has for you,” as Barbara looked on in absolute horror as Deke Banyon proceeded to unzip his pants and pull out his erection!
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Guidance Counselor

hile Emma Jelkon sat in her office waiting for her next appointment to show up, she looked at her appointment calendar and underlined Timmy Floyd’s name in red pencil! He was scheduled for a one period meeting because his teachers had recently contacted her about his lack of interest in his classes, and being a counselor for twenty six years, the last fifteen at Lincoln High, Emma had heard just about every story you could think of, so it shouldn’t take long to find out what Timmy’s problem was. With 1800 students to watch out for, Emma could hardly be expected to know all of them by sight, especially if he or she was a freshman or sophomore, but in this case, Timmy was a eighteen year old senior who had just moved into the district at the beginning of the current term. Pulling his permanent file, the attached picture showed a some what pale young man who appeared to be of a slight build, and as Emma eyed the photo, she wondered exactly what Timmy Floyd really looked like.

If not pretty, Emma Jelkon was an attractive woman of forty seven, and while age had taken away her youthful slimness, it had been replaced by a womanly body that was firm, with just a hint of pudginess in her belly and ass. Her strongest asset was her chest, as it was a very full 38D that spilled out over the top of her very lacy low cut bras. Still single, Emma never really wanted or needed a husband, for what no one knew was that Emma Jelkon was attracted to teenage boys and girls! Her job as a guidance counselor was a perfect cover her predilection, and while looking at Tommy’s picture, she wondered if it would work out so that she could see his hard penis. Of course she had to be careful, only after she was sure of her hold over a student would she make any advancing moves, because if she wasn’t sure, she didn’t dare take the chance!

There was a soft knock on the door that took Emma away from the file in front of her. Getting out of her chair, she went across the room and opened the door to find a rather shy young man standing there nevousoly waiting for her to ask him in, and just like his picture, he was pale and thin with a thatch of red hair on the top of his head. “Timmy,” she said, ” I’m so happy to meet you, please come in and sit down!” With his head down, Timmy made his way to the chair across the Emma’s desk and sat down, no once looking up to make eye contact with the bemused teacher! Returning to her seat, Emma sat down and picked up Timmy’s file, and perusing it for a few seconds, she then went into detail about the concerns his teachers had over his over all performance in class. As she talked, she tried to get Timmy to give her an idea of the type of problems he was having, but it was becoming evident that he was a very shy boy who lacked self confidence. Trying another tack, she asked him if he had a girl friend, and in a shy quiet voice he answered, “No, I don’t.” “Have you ever had a girl friend,” she asked? Again he answered, “No.” Seeing that this was a boy she could totally dominate, Emma pressed ahead, “Timmy, I’ve been a counselor for a long time and I know all the problems that face young people, and I think that I know exactly what your trouble is!” “I believe that if you were more confident around girls it would change your whole out look on school and life in general, what do you think,” she asked?!?
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MIssion Of Mercy

Becky really enjoyed her afternoons working as a volunteer at the local hospital. Sometimes she would read to a patient or maybe take one for a walk in their wheelchair. Her duties seemed to run the gamut, and she loved helping people. Today she had helped an eighty six year old lady write a letter to her grandson who lives in New York, and later on she helped feed a young girl who had both of her arms in casts. Where ever she could help is where she wanted to be! After watching the doctors and nurses in action for the past year, Becky had decided that she would go to nursing school after she graduated high school next spring as she couldn’t thing of a better way to make money and continue helping people at the same time.

Down in the cafeteria Becky was having a snack when the head nurse stopped by her table and told Becky that a new patient in room 545 needed some cheering up. Becky told her that she would see to it right away, and after she entered room 545, Becky was taken back by all the tubes and wires connected to the patient! She picked up the medical chart hanging from the wall and found out that the patient, Phil Grove, had been in an automobile accident and had sustained multiple injuries, including many broken bones. Thinking he was asleep she was about to leave when she heard a soft voice calling out. She went over to him and gently caressed his cheek with her soft hand, and a small smile crept across his face and he whispered “thank you” in such a low voice Becky could hardly hear him speaking. As his eyes drooped shut and he slipped off into a deep sleep, Becky quietly left the room, promising to herself that she would check in on Phil Grove tomorrow afternoon.

The next day Becky was making her rounds and finally arrived at room 545. When she went inside she could see that the TV was going and that Phil was watching a game show. “Feeling better today Mr. Grove,” asked Becky? “Yes, much,” replied Mr. Grove, “and call me Phil, okay?” Becky sat down in the chair next to the bed and together they watched the rest of the program. While making small talk, she found out that Phil had been passing through town and had been broad sided by a drunken driver. He had broken his right hip, both arms, and had ruptured his spleen, but the worst thing was not being able to use his arms since they both were in casts. Becky offered to feed him his supper if he felt up to it, and after thanking her, he told her that that would be nice. After dinner, Becky got up to leave, but promised she would come back again tomorrow. Later on, as she left the hospital and head for home, she couldn’t help but think what a nice man Phil Grove was.
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