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"How much more embarrassing can it get? What are you going to do next, tell me you're gay?" The older leopardess sighed as she put her hand to her forehead, extending her other arm and shaking her hand back and forth. The frills of her crimson dress wavered slightly as if she were dangling a treat before a waiting dog. "No, please don't tell me that, my heart can't take it."

With a sigh James had a good look at his mother; she had yellowish fur that was dimming only slightly with age and the characteristic black spots that came with their family heritage. She had a regal muzzle and carried herself like a lady from medieval times. He on the other hand had been white from birth, a rare trait that manifested itself in him alone. It had been six or more generations since one of his family had exhibited the trait. "Mother, there's nothing wrong with being gay but that's not what I came here for. I thought you'd finally be happy for me. One of your sons made it on his own instead of soaking up the family cash flow. I graduated, I'm a nurse and I got there on my own."

"I'm aware of what you are and how you did it." She sighed softly and took his face into her hands. "I am always proud of you but I thought this was just a phase you'd grow out of."

"Wanting to help people is a phase? Mother how could you even say that? I've worked hard and toiled so I can help people. A few more years and I may even be able to become a doctor, but for now I'm satisfied with what I'm doing." He shrugged her hands off and turned away from her. "I see I've come to the wrong place, good day Mrs Ballenger."

"Wait, James I have something for you." She reached into her purse and pulled out a business card, handing it over to her oldest son. "Call this man; he has a job for you, as a nurse."

"I don't need charity jobs." He started to hand the card back.

She held out a single hand and pushed it back toward him. "This isn't a charity job, he's a colleague of mine and he requested you by name once he found out you were close to graduation. He seems to like your ideals and he wants someone he trusts to take care of his youngest daughter."

"What's wrong with her?"

"The poor dear suffered some sort of trauma, she's been catatonic for a long time now and her parents have almost given up on her entirely. Her father wants someone whom he can trust to care for her because they can't stay with her twenty-four seven." She turned around and headed up the stairway but before she passed the expensive banisters and the plush expensive carpet she turned around to him. "You're a trustworthy soul James; people know that and respect it. They'll also try to take advantage of it. I'm more proud of you than I have been of any of my children; I just want you to know that."

It was uncharacteristic of her to show affection or emotion so he just let her finish ascending the stairs without saying another word. That was the closest he'd ever come to hearing her say that she loved him. He chuckled lightly at his own thoughts and turned toward the door. He'd secretly hoped that his sister would be home so he could spend some time with her but she was just as busy as everyone else in the family was. His eyes were drawn to the card in his hand. "Harold D. Mulakari, oh I remember him. The plastic surgeon."

"I didn't even know he was married, let alone the fact that he had a daughter." He shrugged once and walked through the large double doors of his family's ancestral home.

**

"James Ballenger, you've grown into quite a handsome young man." Dr. Mulakari, or Harold as he liked to be called was a large lion with a huge mane and hands that looked too big to be a doctor's hands. He was successful though and it was quite obvious from the size of his home and the cars in his garage. James had taken the grand tour and was astounded to find that while his new employer's house was grand the interior was much more sensible than his family's more 'exquisite' décor. He found himself coming to like the doctor quickly. He had also learned that his daughter was the result of a failed marriage and her mother was more or less a degenerate. Although he hadn't requested the details he knew it was from a drug addiction. The subject of his daughter's trauma was deliberately skipped, most likely by both of them.

"Last but not least this is Ally." Harold opened a door on the second floor of the mansion and ushered James into a room that was obviously for a child. She was beautiful, a small-framed lioness just coming into womanhood. She was sixteen and had been comatose since she was twelve, Harold had told him that much. Her fur was a soft golden color and her hair was long and well cared for.

"I promise I'll take the best care of her I can." James said to the larger man as he approached the bed. "Ally, my name is James. It's nice to meet you."

"You're a good kid James, you have a pure soul. Most people would want to know the gory details, and would be stammering apologies for what happened even though they had no control of it themselves." James felt a big hand on his shoulder. "You're the first person that just introduced himself to my daughter."

"She's still a person Sir, regardless of what may or may not be happening in there." James turned to face Harold and smiled. "She's very beautiful, you must be proud."

"Yeah, it makes me wonder where she came from when I look in the mirror." James could see a tear starting to form in Harold's eye so he wasn't surprised that the room was vacant but for the two of them within minutes.

"Well I didn't get to ask if Ally was short for Allison or what?" He walked over to a nearby desk and picked up an engraved wooden name plate, most likely one that had been hung on the door. "Ally's room."

Knowing they wouldn't mind he took a stroll around the room looking around. The walls were white and the carpet was a light blue. Her sheets and most of the decorations were all blue as well. Stuffed animals of all shapes and sizes were stacked in the corner of the room. The whole place was clean from the tiles on the garden walkway to the metal roof so it was no surprise that her room was clean and dust free. James imagined that everything was just like it had been when she had last been in the room playing. With a sigh his eyes fell back to the girl on the bed, his heart went out to her. Whatever she had seen or whatever had happened robbed this poor girl of several years of her young life. "Kids shouldn't be made to suffer you know."

As an afterthought he walked over to the desk near her bed and looked in the vanity mirror. His face was vaguely familiar to him, in all his time studying he hadn't spent much time taking care of himself as he used to. He had gained a little weight from fast food meals and long nights of studying with nothing but junk food in his dorm room. Lack of sleep had given his eyes a dull sheen just like his coat. Now that he had graduated he had hoped to take a short break before jumping in to work but Harold was leaving on vacation and required someone to stay in the house with his daughter while he was gone. "I love your room, it's beautiful."

A soft sigh of breath caught his ear and he turned around to look at his charge. Her breathing was steady and her eyes were closed as they had been a moment ago. With a shrug he turned around to the vanity and opened one of the drawers. As he was closing it with the plastic and metal hair implements sliding around like change in a bum's pocket he paused and opened it further. A small book with a lock and key hanging from the side caught his eye. "Property of Alustreal Shandril Mulakari. Wow, that's a beautiful name Ally."

Without thinking he pulled the book out of the drawer and turned around to face her again. The cover of the little diary was blue, a running theme, with a scene from some beach somewhere on a tropical island. It had white sand, blue water, sun, and palm trees. "Do you like the beach Ally? I never liked it myself, brings back bad memories of my older brother trying to bury me in the sand and drown me. It's funny actually I got him back once by pushing him off a short embankment into the water. My family actually owns a small island off the coast of Jamaica. It's very pretty. I'll take you there some time if you want, of course your dad has to give you the okay."

"Well, before temptation to read your diary springs up I'd better put it back. I'm a sucker for mysteries and secrets. I keep secrets pretty well actually." He chuckled lightly and put the book back into the drawer closing it just the way it had been. As he looked up in the vanity he yelped and fell back on the bed with a start. Her eyes were on him, wide open and pleading as if she were trying to beg or beseech him for something, some boon. Quickly he turned around to look at her and found himself staring at her almost lifeless body in the same position he had left it in. Turning back to the mirror he saw the same scene. For a moment, while his heart continued racing as if he'd just ran a mile over glass, he stared into the mirror and put a hand on his chest. "Alright, that's normal for someone with sleep deprivation. I haven't been sleeping well lately and I just need to resume a normal schedule."

Moments later Harold rushed into the room with a look on his face betraying the fact that he knew something was amiss. "Are you alright? It looked like you were having a heart attack there for a minute."

"Yeah I'm fine, just my eyes playing tricks on me. I just need to get a bit more sleep, that's all." James paused for a moment and focused a wary eye on his employer. "How did you know that?"

"I forgot to tell you, I have a camera in the room." Harold motioned to the top of the book case by the door. A small black camera was mounted there aiming right for the bed. "I'm sorry about that. I meant to tell you."

"It's alright. Listen I don't want to seem weird but I don't like being recorded. Is that thing completely necessary now that I'm here?" He did indeed feel silly for asking that but he hated being photographed or recorded which made family photos quite a 'fun' experience. "It sounds strange but I've been that way since I was little."

"Sure, you're right it really isn't needed now that you're here James." Harold smiled and reached up to pull the power cord from the back of the small camera. The red LED on the top of the device powered off almost immediately. "Well I'm going back to my study to prepare for the trip. James I can't thank you enough for taking the job on such short notice."

"Don't think another thing about it sir, I'm glad to help." His smile was genuine and he inclined his head to the larger male. "Is your trip business or pleasure?"

"I'm hoping for a little of both honestly. I think I could use some time to myself. Maybe go see a museum or something like that." He put a wistful smile on his face as he gazed over to the bed. "She used to love museums James, especially the ones with exhibits from ancient civilizations like Egypt and the like."

"Don't worry; her days of taking in the sights aren't over. She'll come out of it Harold."

"I had that optimism two years ago James. I'm holding on to what I have left for dear life." He turned from the room without another word and closed the door.

"Well that's better huh? I don't know about you but for me being recorded or watched remotely is a little creepy."

**

The days passed slowly for him, he was being paid an overly generous sum to take care of Ally and he was determined to make up for the amount he thought was excess. He found it easy to read to her though he hated the sound of his own voice. He played music from time to time also; anything he thought would stimulate her and keep him awake. He slept in an adjoining room that used to be her play room, now converted into a makeshift but comfortable nurse's station. The bed he was using had a full view of her sprawled out under the covers. On a whim he had pulled the covers back and left them that way because he figured that even though the house was comfortably cool she would have been way too warm underneath the thick covers. She was wearing a blue loose but fitting nightgown that stretched down to her knees.

"Well Ally I know we just met but I have to bathe you some time. Listen I'll keep it all professional if you don't mind but honestly compared to the sponge baths I was giving during my internship at the old folk's home this is a welcome change." He laughed at himself and shook his head, what a thing to say to his employer's comatose daughter. "Never mind I said that, bad form. Anyway I'm nervous and all so let's take this slow."

"Okay bad choice of words again." With a gentle touch he picked her up into his arms and carried her gently into the nurse's room and beyond to the right into the adjoining bathroom. It was still decorated for her, he knew that. He had prepared her earlier and taken all the necessary steps for this moment and still he felt strange putting his hands on a sixteen year old girl. "Would you mind if I told you a story while we do this to take my mind off of things?"

With no response forthcoming he stripped her of the nightgown and the white cotton panties underneath and slipped her down into the shallow warm water. His eyes lingered on her budding breasts and the beginning of what would be a beautiful and quite desirable figure. Taking a long breath he began washing her off by starting at the shoulders and arms. "When I was little, not older than you were when this happened, I had a very strange experience. My younger sister, she's a year younger than me, and I decided that we wanted to know why I had a penis and she had a vagina. Honestly we barely knew what they were called at the time."

"We decided we wanted to ask mom what they were for but unfortunately she was always busy. I was always inquisitive. Everything else I had on my body was useful. My butt was for sitting and the obvious of course; my fingers were for grabbing pulling and manipulating. I had figured out that I urinated from it but I couldn't figure out why it was getting so painfully hard all the time. It was especially bad when my sister and I would take a bath together or play in the pool." He paused to look at her and took a quick swallow trying to clear and moisten his dry throat. His hand moved gently across her breasts and nipples though his fingers he thought, had lingered a bit too much. "Well we took matters into our own hands and looked on the internet. Man was I surprised to find out what those strange things were for."

"Of course my sister and I decided that we had to try it out. One thing led to another and one night when our parents were out gallivanting around Europe we stayed in the same bedroom and had our first experience with sex." He paused for a moment and sighed softly dipping his hand into the water and positioning his hand between her legs, he made sure that the sponge was between him and any fur and skin that may be exposed. "Honestly we both loved it even though she was freaked out by a little bit of blood. It happens the first time a female has sex, she looses her virginity. Anyway not long after that we discovered that you could get pregnant from having sex so we started using condoms. Dear god don't ask me how we got them. We knew that having those kind of relations with your relatives was taboo but she was only my half sister honestly. My father died and my mother remarried not long after."

Once he was finished he breathed a sigh of relief and rinsed her off once more. Drying her off was just as hard but it went quickly and without incident. Once he had her dried off he slipped a clean pair of panties on her and put a new, this time green, nightgown on her. "I thought we'd try green for a change."

He was supposed to use a wheel chair to get her around but from the bathroom to the bedroom it wasn't such a chore. Once he had her back into the bed he sat down in a chair next to her and began reading silently. He felt uncomfortable though, as if someone was watching him. This house, as nice as it was, definitely had a creepy vibe to it when you were alone. The cleaning staff wasn't full time; they came every three days to clean the house top to bottom at the behest of its owner. Raising his eyes from the book he looked over at Ally and shook his head. "You're not staring at me so who is? Man was this house always so creepy?"

With a shrug he went back to his book until he saw movement to his right. Looking up he saw nothing again and shrugged it away as the flickering lights of a passing car or something similar. Soon he was back into the rhythm of reading at least until a hand curled around his arm. He yelled out and flung the book up in the air falling backward on the floor sprawled out near the bed. His face went from fright to shock when Ally peered over the lip of the bed and giggled at him. "You're definitely a funny guy. I like you. No one has ever talked to me before when they were taking care of me."

He watched in complete awe as she hopped down from the bed and sat down on his chest. He was about to start asking questions when he felt something warm and wet pushing against his chest. His eyes went wide and he realized she had not only taken off her panties but the nightgown as well. She was completely naked and without being able to brace himself for such a sight he felt his scrubs rise in the crotch in response. "Ally?"

"That's me! Man I loved your story about how you and your sister used to have sex. Do you know how long I've been waiting to loose my virginity? I'm glad it's going to be you though." She laid her head down on his neck which caused her hips to slide down his torso and stop with her wet hole just above his throbbing cock.

Without seeking permission she pivoted herself around and rid him of his scrubs so quickly it was almost comical. Her mouth, so small and tight, felt good on him. His mouth let out a groan that his brain was fighting and before he knew it she had put one knee on each side of his head and thrust her wet pussy right into his face. It was more than he could take, he could smell her sweet but thick scent so without thinking he lunged forward and ran his tongue down the offered slit. With his fingers he spread her gently to view her unbroken hymen and wasn't disappointed. His skilled tongue and gentle fingers did their work slowly even as he felt her tongue swirling around the head of his cock hungrily. "Oh god, go deeper, put it in your mouth all the way."

"You're so big, I don't know if I can." Her voice was soft and high pitched but not annoyingly so. She was silenced as she attempted to take all of him in her mouth. He wasn't overly large, eight inches long and at least an inch and a half or more wide but because she was still not a full blown woman it was more than she could take all at once. It still felt good to touch the back of her throat though. Gently he put one of his hands on the back of her head and guided her up and down to keep the motions going. "Don't stop, don't stop. Use your tongue more."

Once she had the basics of it he returned to her virgin snatch with his tongue using it to play with the little button-sized lump at the top of her vagina. She gasped and pulled her mouth off to groan and started using her hand to jerk his dick fast while lapping at his head. His hands gripped down on her ass hard and he used his tongue to probe softly within the folds of her womanhood. Her body shivered and shuddered once before she went completely limp on top of him. He felt a warm flow of liquid pouring over his tongue and smiled. "I'm not done yet."

"Oh god I can't move." She said softly through a growing grin. Her legs pushed together as he moved himself out from under her and she giggled softly. "That felt good but poor you, I didn't get to finish you off."

He was sitting upright leaning against the bed watching her breath come in ragged gasps as she sat up and scooted her ass over to him to sit down on his lap. He felt her warm lips still wet from her episode pressing against his manhood. She moved her hips slowly running it up and down the shaft teasing and taunting him. His hands grabbed her hips and he angled one hand around to probe at her perineum. His finger slipped upward across the little barrier of skin between her pussy and her ass and he probed inquisitively at the latter. Her smile confirmed his suspicions so he wet his single digit with his mouth and slipped it oh-so-gently into her tight little butt. Her bucking came faster and she bit down on his neck hard. He growled as he felt it and the first spurts of his juice threatened to release. "Oh here I come!"

"No!" She cried and fell down to her knees putting her mouth on it immediately. A single spurt escaped her lips and ended up across her forehead and nose but she sucked hard at the rest trying to get as much as she could into her mouth and throat.

Figuring she didn't know when to stop even though his hips were jerking involuntarily he put his hands on the side of her head and forced her to stop sucking at it. With a smile he ran his tongue across the line of matted fur on her face and took in the taste of his slightly fruity but salty cum. Kissing her fiercely he fed her the remainder of it whether she liked it or not. It was obvious that she did. "You realize if your father finds out about this I'm a dead man. At least you're awake."

"No, you're the one that's awake." She said in a soft and sultry voice. "Come see me again, please!"

He found himself on the floor looking out at his bedroom from the side of the bed. As his eyes fluttered open he realized that it was nearly dawn outside. He blew out a sigh of relief and frustration both and smiled broadly. "Wow, that was an intense dream."

Just to make sure he was just dreaming he looked up at Ally from the floor and found her in the same position he had left her before he had supposedly nodded off. As he stood he found himself with a serious case of morning wood. Shaking his head he pulled his scrubs away from his waist and stared down for a moment. "What the hell? How did..."

As his voice trailed off he looked back toward the bed and back down at the soaking wet member and the fur around it. There was no mistaking the smell and feel of saliva on him. "Okay, wait a second. That was just a dream right? Ally?"

With no answer forthcoming he stared in disbelief from himself back to her then stumbled dumbfounded over into his room to take care of the problem. In the back of his mind he didn't quite understand the significance of the dream and the manifestation around himself; he must have just ejaculated during the night.

**

Once he had finished taking care of himself he had gone about his daily chores. The thought of her was on his mind more than the usual as he talked to her and held what he thought were one-sided conversations. He was nineteen, she was sixteen, and honestly state law would allow them to be together if they wanted because there was less than a four year distance between them but he still couldn't wrap himself around the events of his dream. He'd been non-active sexually for a long time so that would explain the intensity of the dream but it wasn't enough for his scientifically-oriented mind.

"So Ally, I had a dream last night. You were in it you know." He found himself smiling as he looked at her lying there on top of the sheets with the curtains billowing with a fresh spring breeze. It was pleasant outside and he had decided that a breath of fresh air would do them both some good. "Yeah it was very intense actually. To be honest with you I liked it a whole lot."

It was ironic but he found himself feeling a bit of trepidation saying what he had dreamed out loud even though they were the only two people in the house. He took a deep breath and let it out through his mouth. He'd seen that on a movie once and it actually was quite soothing. "I don't believe what I dreamed, I mean yeah you're beautiful but you're my responsibility. I have to care for you and make sure you're alright. I shouldn't be dreaming about having relations with you, it's just not right."

A feeling of disappointment washed over him and he sat down next to her bed, leaning close to hear ear as if he had some dangerous secret for her ears only. "Don't get me wrong you're exquisitely beautiful and I'd be one lucky bastard to have you but you're comatose, it just wouldn't be right for me to have sex with you in this state."

"But hey, if you're a good girl though I'll feel you up in the bath tub with a sponge again." He found himself laughing lightly as he rose to his feet, feeling a bit better after saying it out loud even though no one but her was listening. "It's a bit early for another bath but hey it's a nice day and you look like you've been sweating a bit at night."

It was short order to get her into the bath again and this time he didn't waste any time in starting. Her fur was matted down with sweat; he would have to make sure not to put any more than a sheet on her tonight lest she be uncomfortable. He felt oddly welcomed this time as he was washing her so he decided to take his time and play some soft music, classical in nature, he loved classical. Once he was done scrubbing her off he found himself staring at her naked body and felt a flush of embarrassment. "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare but it's just that you're a girl and I'm a boy and these things happen you know?"

He found his hands drawn to her and before he knew it his hands were on her breasts kneading gently with her nipples being pinched slightly between his fingers. His lips found her neck then her lips and he mumbled softly into her ear, telling her how beautiful she was. With a sigh he stood up and pulled her out of the bath, suddenly ashamed of himself for doing such a disgraceful thing. Drying her off was a short order just like dressing her and once again he found himself sitting down next to her bed with his head in his hands. He had been working at this job for a few short weeks and yet he found himself slipping into a routine he didn't like. "So soon, how the hell am I doing this? Why am I doing it?"

"Because deep down I think you love me." A soft feminine voice said to his side startling him out of his reverie. His eyes popped open and he almost fell forward out of his chair mid-snore. His chest heaved and he grabbed a hold of his mid-length hair and tugged gently trying not to cry out in frustration. "Am I going insane?"

He looked around the room cautiously and then back to the bed where his non-moving patient was lying. His chest heaved and he sat down in the chair again, it wouldn't do for his employer to return in two weeks and find his nurse ether having sex with his daughter's lifeless body or looking as if he had just been pulled out of a morgue. "Okay, let's try this again."

Deciding it would be better to retire to his bed than to fall asleep reading again he stood and put the book down on her night stand. He took notice of the clock sitting there ticking away. "Ten o'clock." He wasn't talking to anyone else but he had sat down at eight o'clock to read. Not delaying any further he walked over to the bed and flung the sheets aside. He closed the folding double doors between the two rooms and stripped down to his boxers. Once he was in bed and under the sheets he put his head back on the plush pillows and closed his eyes. It felt good because they were burning. He didn't feel as if he was missing sleep but he felt tired. With a sigh he settled back and smiled. As suddenly as he started to relax he felt someone lift the sheets and crawl into bed with him slowly. Small, supple, definitely Ally again. "Ally?"

"Of course silly, who else?" She laughed at him lightly; it was a beautiful sound he could have attributed to an angel or a faerie having fun at someone else's expense.

"How?" He asked in amazement as he opened his eyes and looked over to stare into her luminous blue eyes. He hadn't noticed them the night before because he was so intent on her mouth and his own member but they were beautiful and deep like the lagoon on her diary. "God you're so beautiful it's almost painful."

"That's so sweet." She smiled a little for him and ran a thin-fingered hand across his cheek.

He closed his eyes and leaned his cheek into her hand sighing through his slightly open mouth. She smelled good, like the fruity soap he had just used on her and her own natural aroma. His lips touched to her palm and he put his hand on hers. When his eyes popped open he found her staring at him still. "What?"

"Why'd you stop touching me earlier? I liked it a lot. You're not mad at me are you?" She pouted a bit and looked down at the bed and his heart broke instantly.

"No! No I'm not angry or anything it just felt wrong because you're," He paused for a moment when she looked at him inquisitively. "You are aware of your situation right now aren't you?"

"What you mean the fact that I'm sleeping?" She nodded to him blankly and shrugged. "I can't wake up, I don't know why. I can feel things and hear things around me. I can feel your eyes on me and hear your voice. I like the music you play by the way, classical reminds me of sitting in my dad's study helping him work. I used to scribble on sheets of paper with crayons and bring them to him, I'd give him my dolly's diagnosis and tell him I could fix her all up."

"He couldn't fix me though could he?" She sniffled once and wiped tears from her eyes with the palms of her hands and put her back down on the mattress next to him. Her body was wracked with sobs and for a moment he was unable to do anything.

Instinctively he put his arm around her and pulled her close to his body and held her tight. It took a while but she stopped crying and nuzzled her head into his arm. She sighed softly and turned over to look at him again. "I can't get out of his but I can still see you. I can still be with you in our dreams. Make love to me."

Drawing himself up he straddled her hips with his knees and propped himself up on his palms. His lips found hers in a tender kiss and he lowered his body down to envelop her in his greater bulk. She wiggled beneath him and put her arms around his torso once they were free and pressed the back of his head with one hand to make it last. Her tongue was small and soft and warm, he liked the feel and taste of her lips. He enjoyed the feeling of her small body beneath his so close and warm. With a sigh of pleasure he reached back with one hand and pulled his boxers off of his legs before spreading her legs open and moving his body between them. "How can I love you, we just met."

"Anything is possible." She replied in a small voice as her quivering body betrayed the confidence behind her voice. Her smile returned and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Be gentle now, I've never done this before."

"You know it." He slowly pushed the tip of his rock-hard cock toward her lips and found the soft warm hole easily. He was tempted to slip and go down further but that kind of sneaky maneuver would be for a later time. With grace and ease he lowered his hips down and began penetrating her. He watched her turn her head to the side and moan. She bit her lip and dug her nails into his fur as he pushed more of himself inside.

"You're going so slow!" She complained in a whine.

He felt the resistance finally give way and pushed himself all the way inside of her newly deflowered womanhood. He groaned deep and forced himself to be still so he didn't come so quickly. After a minute he began pulling himself out and lowered his body down as far as it would go so he could kiss her neck and face as he made love to her. His lips once again found hers as he finally pulled himself out as far as he wanted to and pushed inside. Her teeth clenched down on his tongue lightly.

Growling in his throat he grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head using his hips to thrust himself back and forth inside. She was tight, so tight he could barely contain his lust. He wanted to fuck her faster but he was afraid he'd hurt her at any pace let alone the one he wanted. The agonizingly slow pace increased slightly and he felt her legs kick him in the rear and lower back lightly a few times.

"Oh god, don't stop! I want this feeling to last forever!" She cried out loudly and latched onto his neck as her body went rigid. He felt her hips humping against him as she hung in the air from his body.

She suddenly dropped off of him and panted hard, he wasn't done with her though so he turned her to the side ignoring her yelp and settled back on his knees putting her leg up and around his neck. Straddling the other leg he continued to keep his pace and smiled broadly when she gripped the sheets and went rigid again. "I'm going to make love to you until you can't breathe anymore." He growled in her ear.

His hips thrust in a varying rhythm and he wet his finger in her own juices then slid it into her tight little ass causing her to help and swat him with her hand playfully. Penetrating her from both ends seemed to make her all the hotter so he leaned down, careful not to stretch her leg too far and kissed her full on the lips again. When he was greeted by a full kiss in return he straightened back up and continued on. His finger increased in speed and he felt himself ready to explode. "Oh god I'm gonna come, I'll pull out!"

"Don't pull out!" She pleaded softly and gripped his hips with her hands. She forced him to keep humping her faster and faster and threw her head back in delight. "I want you to come inside!"

"Oh god, here I come!" He cried out suddenly and felt himself spurt once, twice, and three times in a torrent of fuck foam. His body felt weak and he lowered himself down beside her slowly. With a smile he pulled her close to him without pulling himself out.

For a long time they were on the bed under the covers with nothing but warmth and silence between them. He smiled and nuzzled his head into her neck, kissing gently. "Don't leave me again. I need you."

She was quiet for a moment and she sighed softly at his request. "I don't remember why I can't wake up James."

"I'll find out, I'll figure out a way to wake you up. I swear!" He vowed silently to her petite little form.

"Don't make promises you can't keep."

His eyes flung open and he sat up suddenly feeling the bed beside him with his hands. He sighed softly and flung the covers off of him then paused. A few droplets of blood sat on the bed with stains near them. He smiled and stood up, heading between the double doors which stood open instead of closed and knelt beside the bed near her. "I won't leave you like this."

He started to stand but as an afterthought he reached down and pulled her little nightgown up to her stomach. Gingerly his fingers found their way into the waistline of her panties and he pulled them down off of her legs. He didn't see any damage at first glance and he was surprised to find her hymen still intact as he spread her pussy open to look inside. He could smell her juices flowing though and he sat down on the bed, perplexed. He still felt charged and ready to go. With a sigh he stood and turned away from the bed.

"You wouldn't mind if I..." He let the thought drop off as he looked down at the clock for a moment. He knew the cleaning crew wouldn't be here until after noon so he had plenty of time. With a large grin on his face he walked back into the nurse's station and pulled a tube of astroglide out of his personal belongings. "Certainly, you wouldn't mind one bit."

It didn't take much to get his already-soaked cock slathered up and ready to go and after that he turned her over onto her stomach and squeezed a good amount out between her ass cheeks. With a single finger he probed her tight sphincter and smiled down at the lithe form beneath him. He was careful to take it slow with her since this was her first time yet again, he felt the head of his dick push inside the puckered orifice and he paused for a moment so as not to hurt her. With a grunt he slipped more inside and felt himself coming close. Her ass was so tight he couldn't hold it so he allowed himself to climax and spray the inside of her little butt with his juices. "Ahh god that was great baby, but it looks like I need to give you another sponge bath today."

He got no response but then again he didn't expect one as he pulled his member out of her and wiped it off between her cheeks. "I think I really like this job."