1. I Remember


    Date: 6/5/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: ChuckEPoo, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    broke it off a year ago. During the course of our conversation a few weeks ago she asked me, “Why the sad face?” I replied, “Because it's Friday.” “That’s silly. Why would Friday's make you sad?” “Because you'll be off for two days, and I won't see you until Monday.” “Well, is that so?” she giggled. “Yup. I really miss you when you're gone. Your replacement is a dude. Trust me, he's not half as cute as you!” I laughed. While she pushed the cart from the room, she looked over her shoulder and said with a coy grin, “I miss you, too!” Saturday came, and it was the same old routine that started with 6:00 AM therapy. They always showed up with the walker. I tried as best I could on wobbly legs as this big guy held the hand grip of my wool-lined safety belt. We’d inch up the hallway to the nurses' station, and then pass by Pete’s room, where he was recovering from severe head trauma. I'd always wave and say some smart-ass thing, but he'd just stare back blankly. Times have changed, I thought. Just a few months ago, I was running five miles a day. Now I was lucky to make it down this fucking hall and back with assistance. At 8:00 AM, it was time for my scrumptious hospital breakfast, consisting of the same old powdered eggs, soy bacon, oatmeal, milk, and coffee. It was around 11:30 AM that I was startled by a familiar voice. It was Linda Halley. “Hey, big boy! It's lunch time.” She walked in carrying a basket, dressed in a sheer pink summer dress. It was the first time I had seen ...
    her out of uniform, and the first time I had seen her hair down. Her blond locks reached half way down her back. I was speechless, and must have looked like a fool with my mouth hanging open. She was stunning. The way her breasts moved, I could tell she was braless. “What's the matter? You never seem to run out of things to say.” “I… I thought this was your day off.” “It is, silly. I thought we'd have a picnic. How does fried chicken, real mashed potatoes, gravy, and corn on the cob sound?” “It sounds as good as you look. Thank you. You're wonderful.” “I told the staff to give us two hours uninterrupted time, so… we could have our picnic.” “Linda, this was so sweet. You know how I feel... I…” “I feel the same way, Billy,” she interrupted. “That’s why I'm here. Consider this our first date. If the brass found out, we both might be put in the stockade.” “It would be worth it, if we shared a cell.” I laughed, and placed my hand on her hip, giving her a squeeze. “You're bad!” she grinned, pushing my hand away. “You have no idea!” I beamed. “Come on, let's eat while its hot. After slaving over the stove and cooking all morning, I don't want it cold.” Linda set two chairs across from one another and lowered the tray between them so we could share it. She opened her basket, and started setting up. She pulled out dinnerware, utensils, coleslaw, mashed potatoes and gravy, and a big bucket of KFC chicken. I was laughing hysterically, and said, “I thought you said you cooked all morning?” ...
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