Her breasts now exposed to me, lying on top of her clothing, a very nice pair indeed, much bigger than my wife's, big erect nipples an inch long the o...ly thing giving away her cool exterior, she was enjoying this.Coming closer, I thought at first she was moving in for a kiss, was about to respond but realized she was reaching past me for something on the window sill.She took a bottle of hand cream, clicked the lid open and squirted some into her hand.Putting the bottle back, her every action. I could just send in a male nurse you know.”“Is he as pretty as you?”“Depends on your point of view I suppose,” she said closing the door behind her.Less than an hour later Candy opened the door to my room and gave a furtive look down the hall before closing it behind her and pulling up a chair next to my bed. I turned off the television and said “Hi.”“I don’t know how long I can stay. I could get called at any moment you know, and I’ll have to leave.”“I certainly understand that, you’re a. The company my father owned and operated owned the house, and the company was going bankrupt. My parents also died without doing a Will, and I wasn't listed as a signer on their checking and saving accounts, if indeed they had a saving account. I owed the hospital a lot of money. Jules helped me sell all my parents' things, which wasn't much, just some used furniture, those sorts of things, to pay the doctors and hospital, so I still owe the hospital a lot of money. They dun me every month, and. She found Jonathan's home page and looked up his new story. This was a BDSM story - one of her favorites and his specialty. She snuggled a little deeper into the sofa cushions and began reading. Today's selection was titled "Teaching Patience" and it was written as a first person story which, in that style of writing, put Jenny in the story with Jonathan. This made it more personal for her as she was involved in the tale instead of just reading it. As Jenny read the story, she began to let her.