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Hey, sorry if you didn't read the other part of this story but i need to put more up. if you didn't get to read the other part just e-mail me at singinga@quixnet.net and i'll get it to you as quickly as possible. "Oh right," Jason quickly let go of Alex’s hand. He stared into the distance with an embarrassed look on his face. Alex put gauze on the stab and prepared to wrap it around his strong arm. "Do me a favor and flex your arm," Alex said.
"Why?" "Because that means when you relax the gauze won’t be too tight. Make sense?" Alex looked into Jason’s eyes and he looked back. "Yea." Jason flexed his left arm. Alex made a soft clearing you throat sound before she started wrapping up his arm.
Her fingers moved quickly and professionally. She was so focused on the gauze that Alex didn’t realize that Jason was watching her. "There," Alex said when she was done. Jason relaxed his arm. "How does it feel?" Alex asked kindly.
"It’s great," Jason said smiling. "Thank you." "Ah, you’re welcome. How’s that back?" "Hurts." "Yea I bet. Are you hungry?" "Um, yeah I am."
"Okay. I’ll try to find you something." Alex got up and gathered the used gauze and cotton ball to throw away. After cleaning up she went into the kitchen to find Jason some food. While she worked, Alex sang a lullaby. She learned it when she went to Ireland for spring break one year.
Jason was trying to sit up when Alex came back into the room. "Are you insane?!" Alex put the food on the table in the middle of the room and ran to help Jason. "I’m fine," he argued. "Right. Is that why your eyes are almost screaming?" Jason rolled his eyes.
"What is it with men trying to be the tough guy?" Alex asked under her breath. She moved the pillows so Jason could sit up without hurting his back. Jason smirked.
Alex and Jason ate some soup while they talked and stared. They found that they liked the same music, TV shows, movies, video games, and went to the same school. By the end of the conversation it was two in the morning. Alex fixed the pillows for Jason then left for her room.
The feeling of a new day woke Alex from her half conscious slumber. She got out of bed and put her black silk robe over her black silk, spaghetti strap nightgown. Alex’s feet warmed as soon as they touched the wood floor on the other side of her door. Her midnight blue eyes adjusted to the sun streaming in from the windows all over the room.
A patched up, muscle rippling back faced her from the kitchen’s counter. Before making her presence known, Alex went lower than the back to see a firm, hot butt. Alex took a deep breath and thought to herself, "Nice." Then she came out of her perverted staring and walked up to Jason.
"Good morning," she said as she passed Jason. He jumped and stuffed something down his black lounge pants. "Morning," he said nervously. "Sleep well?" Alex asked ignoring his jumpiness. "What little I got." "Yea, you’ll have to get back on schedule."
She handed him a cup of coffee. "So, what’d you stuff down your pants?" Alex asked casually. "You must be dying to get it out. I can’t imagine how uncomfortable it must be." "I only have what I’m suppose to have in my pants," Jason said uncomfortable.
"Jason," Alex warned. "Don’t make me get it myself." He could, for some reason, tell that she meant business. A second later, he brought out a picture of Alex that her father had been given. Alex took it, smiled, and stuffed it down his pants again. Then she started walking to her room.
"Next time…just be a man and admit it," Alex said before closing her door. When it was safely closed she said, "He’ll be a lot of fun." She smirked and started her search for something to wear.
Forty-five minutes later Alex walks out of her room in a black, long sleeves shirt, jeans with holes all down the front and black high top Converses. Her bottom hole earrings, necklace, belly button piercing, and bracelet were Playboy Bunny. Her hair was in a hot mess of a ponytail. Her make-up was the same; black mascara, black eyeliner, and black eye shadow.
She walked out of her room confident and feeling hyper. Alex was fixing breakfast when she heard, "Hey, Alex, can you help me." It was Jason. Alex went into his room.
He looked like he was about to get into the shower. "You can’t get a shower with your back like it is. Not without help anyway." Alex crossed her arms in front of her chest. Jason sighed and rolled his eyes.
"If I get into some swim trunks, will you help me with the top part of me…please." Alex couldn’t leave him to fend for himself. "Alright. Alright. I’ll help you out. Let me go change and there’s swim trunks in the chest of drawers." She closed the door as she left.
Alex groaned as she got into the only bathing suit she had, a very revealing, and black bikini. She knocked on Jason’s door and a second later, walked in. He was sitting on the bed back towards her. She sat down on the bed and started taking off the bandages.
"Thank you for helping," Jason said like he didn’t mean it. "You’re welcome. But, Jason, when you say something make sure you mean it." Jason made a confused face but she couldn’t see. She quickly got the bandages off to reveal a long, red, sparkling cut.
"It look pretty good so far," Alex said. She put a hand on Jason’s shoulder to support her and got up to throw away the scraps. "Hey," Jason said curiously. Alex turned to face him.
"Turn back around," Jason said kindly while getting up. "Why?" she asked defensively. "Please," he whispered looking straight into her eyes. Alex held his eyes too while she turned slowly until she couldn’t anymore. She didn’t like her back to someone because you can never see what he or she is going to do.
But Jason innocently trace Ale’s cross with his pointer finger. It fascinated him just like all Celtic/medieval things. Alex savored the feeling of his warm finger swirling across her back. Once Jason just put his whole hand on her back and let it trail down her spine.
"Oh my god I can’t stop," Jason thought. He brought his hand up again and circled around. Alex had to work hard not to start hyperventilating. He added his other hand, place them at the top of Alex’s back then he crawled with his hands down her back.
He got to the dip of her skin before the start of the bikini bottoms and started massaging. Alex couldn’t do it anymore, she was breaking down and she couldn’t let herself do that. Alex quickly turned around and said, "I thought I was suppose to be helping you with a shower." Then she walked into the bathroom.
"Ouch," Jason thought. He sighed and joined Alex in the bathroom. The shower went by quietly. Jason found that he loved Alex’s hand. Soft, gentle, and strong hands that belonged to a beautiful woman. Jason kept thinking of possibilities of why Alex might have turned on him like she did.
Alex regretted not letting Jason have his fun but at the same time she complimented herself on even thinking to turn on a hot stud like Jason. His muscular back rippled under her hands. "Oh this is not good," Alex thought. She was straining herself not to turn Jason around and kiss him passionately.
"Why?" "Because that means when you relax the gauze won’t be too tight. Make sense?" Alex looked into Jason’s eyes and he looked back. "Yea." Jason flexed his left arm. Alex made a soft clearing you throat sound before she started wrapping up his arm.
Her fingers moved quickly and professionally. She was so focused on the gauze that Alex didn’t realize that Jason was watching her. "There," Alex said when she was done. Jason relaxed his arm. "How does it feel?" Alex asked kindly.
"It’s great," Jason said smiling. "Thank you." "Ah, you’re welcome. How’s that back?" "Hurts." "Yea I bet. Are you hungry?" "Um, yeah I am."
"Okay. I’ll try to find you something." Alex got up and gathered the used gauze and cotton ball to throw away. After cleaning up she went into the kitchen to find Jason some food. While she worked, Alex sang a lullaby. She learned it when she went to Ireland for spring break one year.
Jason was trying to sit up when Alex came back into the room. "Are you insane?!" Alex put the food on the table in the middle of the room and ran to help Jason. "I’m fine," he argued. "Right. Is that why your eyes are almost screaming?" Jason rolled his eyes.
"What is it with men trying to be the tough guy?" Alex asked under her breath. She moved the pillows so Jason could sit up without hurting his back. Jason smirked.
Alex and Jason ate some soup while they talked and stared. They found that they liked the same music, TV shows, movies, video games, and went to the same school. By the end of the conversation it was two in the morning. Alex fixed the pillows for Jason then left for her room.
The feeling of a new day woke Alex from her half conscious slumber. She got out of bed and put her black silk robe over her black silk, spaghetti strap nightgown. Alex’s feet warmed as soon as they touched the wood floor on the other side of her door. Her midnight blue eyes adjusted to the sun streaming in from the windows all over the room.
A patched up, muscle rippling back faced her from the kitchen’s counter. Before making her presence known, Alex went lower than the back to see a firm, hot butt. Alex took a deep breath and thought to herself, "Nice." Then she came out of her perverted staring and walked up to Jason.
"Good morning," she said as she passed Jason. He jumped and stuffed something down his black lounge pants. "Morning," he said nervously. "Sleep well?" Alex asked ignoring his jumpiness. "What little I got." "Yea, you’ll have to get back on schedule."
She handed him a cup of coffee. "So, what’d you stuff down your pants?" Alex asked casually. "You must be dying to get it out. I can’t imagine how uncomfortable it must be." "I only have what I’m suppose to have in my pants," Jason said uncomfortable.
"Jason," Alex warned. "Don’t make me get it myself." He could, for some reason, tell that she meant business. A second later, he brought out a picture of Alex that her father had been given. Alex took it, smiled, and stuffed it down his pants again. Then she started walking to her room.
"Next time…just be a man and admit it," Alex said before closing her door. When it was safely closed she said, "He’ll be a lot of fun." She smirked and started her search for something to wear.
Forty-five minutes later Alex walks out of her room in a black, long sleeves shirt, jeans with holes all down the front and black high top Converses. Her bottom hole earrings, necklace, belly button piercing, and bracelet were Playboy Bunny. Her hair was in a hot mess of a ponytail. Her make-up was the same; black mascara, black eyeliner, and black eye shadow.
She walked out of her room confident and feeling hyper. Alex was fixing breakfast when she heard, "Hey, Alex, can you help me." It was Jason. Alex went into his room.
He looked like he was about to get into the shower. "You can’t get a shower with your back like it is. Not without help anyway." Alex crossed her arms in front of her chest. Jason sighed and rolled his eyes.
"If I get into some swim trunks, will you help me with the top part of me…please." Alex couldn’t leave him to fend for himself. "Alright. Alright. I’ll help you out. Let me go change and there’s swim trunks in the chest of drawers." She closed the door as she left.
Alex groaned as she got into the only bathing suit she had, a very revealing, and black bikini. She knocked on Jason’s door and a second later, walked in. He was sitting on the bed back towards her. She sat down on the bed and started taking off the bandages.
"Thank you for helping," Jason said like he didn’t mean it. "You’re welcome. But, Jason, when you say something make sure you mean it." Jason made a confused face but she couldn’t see. She quickly got the bandages off to reveal a long, red, sparkling cut.
"It look pretty good so far," Alex said. She put a hand on Jason’s shoulder to support her and got up to throw away the scraps. "Hey," Jason said curiously. Alex turned to face him.
"Turn back around," Jason said kindly while getting up. "Why?" she asked defensively. "Please," he whispered looking straight into her eyes. Alex held his eyes too while she turned slowly until she couldn’t anymore. She didn’t like her back to someone because you can never see what he or she is going to do.
But Jason innocently trace Ale’s cross with his pointer finger. It fascinated him just like all Celtic/medieval things. Alex savored the feeling of his warm finger swirling across her back. Once Jason just put his whole hand on her back and let it trail down her spine.
"Oh my god I can’t stop," Jason thought. He brought his hand up again and circled around. Alex had to work hard not to start hyperventilating. He added his other hand, place them at the top of Alex’s back then he crawled with his hands down her back.
He got to the dip of her skin before the start of the bikini bottoms and started massaging. Alex couldn’t do it anymore, she was breaking down and she couldn’t let herself do that. Alex quickly turned around and said, "I thought I was suppose to be helping you with a shower." Then she walked into the bathroom.
"Ouch," Jason thought. He sighed and joined Alex in the bathroom. The shower went by quietly. Jason found that he loved Alex’s hand. Soft, gentle, and strong hands that belonged to a beautiful woman. Jason kept thinking of possibilities of why Alex might have turned on him like she did.
Alex regretted not letting Jason have his fun but at the same time she complimented herself on even thinking to turn on a hot stud like Jason. His muscular back rippled under her hands. "Oh this is not good," Alex thought. She was straining herself not to turn Jason around and kiss him passionately.
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