Waking I groaned as every inch of my body ached, warily opening my eyes I looked around me, I was in a hospital bed, one arm and both legs encased in ...laster."What the hell?" I muttered, "What happened?"Over the course of the next few days I found out what happened, some idiot, pissed out of his tiny mind, had driven up onto the curb and hit me and the lamppost I was standing by, ironically the lamppost saved my life. I'm afraid they had to sedate me when I learnt how I had survived. A little. It was just the way we comforted each other. I liked it, since it made me happy. I didn’t know why, but then I started to take notice of how Evan treated me. It was like I was his princess, and he was my prince. Although we were friends at the time, I couldn’t help myself, and started to like him. It wasn’t because he was good looking, but the way he treated me. He always knew what to say to get me to smile, and knew when the right time was to talk about something silly, or serious.And before,. Those dashing good looks, that wonderful silver tongue, it was pure paradise. Oh, how she loved the feel of him inside her. "Mmm... Dammit, Carter! Harder please! Ahhh!!" She allowed herself to moan out with a shiver. Her pleasurable climax was already churning inside her. Carter was getting so much out of her already that it was almost making her want to give him something back. He pulled back from her pussy with a soft panting motion before inserting two fingers gently into her. This. It was 10:12 when we got back to the house. Our parents car was gone as well as the Pontiac, so we figured they were taking Aunt Mary home and the Pontiac was still at the insurance place. We ran in the house and did a quick once-over just to make sure no one was home, the house was indeed empty. Knowing what a rare opportunity this was we quickly ran up to my room so we could have sex again. The night air had made my room cold since I left my window open, so I closed it and pulled the curtains.