If everything goes well she should be able to go home with nursing next week. I looked at her elevated leg and noticed the bandage around her thigh an... royal blue nail polish on her toes. I thought that was unusual, generally she likes glossy red polish. Maybe she’s found another man since the last time we had contact these past 6 or 7 weeks that likes blue. Maybe she’s just trying to make a break from me. Stupid me had made it plain enough to her that I wasn’t interested in a long term. Mom spent the next hour talking about feelings, some sensations, and getting almost mechanical in her descriptions. We came away from it with a lot of information, but not all of it relevant. We retreated to our room to sort through what we'd learned. We also discussed the future, and just how we were going to go from two nervous virgins to someone taking part in the party on the Rec Room floor. I had some ideas, Liz had some ideas (they were pretty much the same), and we got fairly frank in. There was a hell of a banging noise coming from the now occupied lavatory and I was proud of Jack - it sounded like he was 'taking one' for the team. I looked at the lovely flight attendants and lied, "Well, I'm going to head back to my seat and sleep since you all have worn me out. Now Jack he can go for hours so I think your group should keep him busy.They giggled and I left, satisfied and happy to have some time to myself to sleep. I wasn't kidding, between the Cdr. and three of the flight. The lights started to flicker before they completely lit up the house. I yelled out in happiness as I had been trying for the last five minutes to get the power on, “There we go!” Eric yelled from the kitchen as the fridge lit up. When our parents bought the cabin they were pretty adamant that it had both power and running water so we could spend entire summers here if we wanted. We went out on the porch so Eric could smoke, a habit he hid from our parents. Lighting up the cigarette between his.