So it figures.”Silence. That was news to me, but it was irrelevant. In any case my attention was caught by a woman in the cafe. What’s new, I hear...you say. This was a blonde. All right, don’t repeat the comment. She was a hospital orderly in its unflattering uniform.These days all hospital staff seem to dress in shapeless overalls. Then, nurses wore demure dresses and so did women orderlies, cleaners, whatever. This girl had her back to us and was mopping the floor of the cafe, and her legs. You wiggled your finger inside her as she bit her bottom lip keeping herself from crying out making you smile at the power you had. You began pumping it inside her as she clawed at the bed sheets then brought her hands along your body. You felt her finger slip inside you as you moaned against her neck pushing your finger further inside her.You both began moving your fingers inside each other but you decided to step it up and add another to add to her pleasure. You spread your fingers stretching. I love you more than anything in this world.' 'Me too, honey. Raising you is far more rewarding than I can ever imagine.' Totally exhausted, we fell asleep soundly in each others arms. Grandma concentrated entirely on her steady recovery. She went to physio during the day. We worked out together everyday after work, walks, yoga, massage and making love most nights, catching up on lost time. We continued to explore each others sensuality and further enhance the sensations of her right side. Her. Her breasts felt so warm and comforting; and she gently started rocking me in her arms while patting me softly on the back. "Have a good cry and get it all out, Samantha, you'll feel better afterwards."I started balling my eyes out, feeling both embarrassed by my actions and also relieved at the same time. Each tear seemed to release a little bit of the stress, fear, and anxiety I was feeling inside. My captor continued to hug me tightly, and I began to feel a bonding towards her."I'll be your.