A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)
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				Title: <strong>A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 11:58:41</strong>
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				Doctor Trey Raynolds stood in the doctor's lounge sipping a cup of coffee and reviewing the sheet of his next patient.<br>She had some sort of an accident and although she has mostly recovered, her muscles have gone weak and if there was to be any hope of she walking ever again, she needed to recover her strength. It would be his job to make her able to walk once more.<br>Putting the cup down, the tall doctor put the pad under his arm and made his way to her room. <em>Time to meet my patient and see what can be done. Poor girl. I do hope she has not lost her hope already. I may need to work on her will first, before I start making any progress on her physical health.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 12:52:37</strong>
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				Laying on the unfcomfortable hospital bed, Sara Williams resolutely ignored the hospital food on the tray in front of her.&nbsp; She listlessly thumbed through a magazine before throwing it on the floor in distate and frustration.&nbsp; It was awful being stuck here, it was awful remembering what had happened, and it was awful knowing she would probably never walk again.&nbsp; How could she hike or swim without the use of her legs?&nbsp; Leaning her head back against the small hard pillow, Sara gave way to the despair that every day had threatened to overwhelm her.&nbsp; Tears filled her eyes, flowing unchecked onto the pillow.&nbsp; Her hands clenched each other tightly, as if she were trying to somehow hurt herself.
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				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 13:45:01</strong>
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				A soft knock upon the door and after a few seconds a blond head peeked in. A pair of blue eyes, hidden behind a pair of thin framed eyeglasses searched the room for it's occupants.<br>Trey smiled, but it soon turned into a frown. "Miss Williams. Is everything okay?"<br>Closing the door behind him, he strode in and walked to her bed.<br>Dressed in a simple white shirt and white trousers, he could not have been more that 25. Angular face, with a nose that looked like carved, was accented by a pair of luscious lips. Slightly pale, they were full and curled into an encouraging smile.<br>"Okay, tell me what happened. I'm Doctor Raynolds, your new physician."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 14:38:15</strong>
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				Struggling to regain her composure, Sara wipes away her tears and tries to sit up, still a nearly impossible feat.&nbsp; Biting back a scream of frustration she fell back against the bed hard and bit her full lower lip to keep from crying.&nbsp; Her face was pale, probably from being inside the room for so long, making her large blue eyes look even more startling than usual.&nbsp; Pushing her long strawberry-blonde hair out of the way, she looked over at the man who could hardly be much older than herself walk through the door.&nbsp; "I don't want to talk about it," Sara answered his question.&nbsp; She was still bitter and very frightened, and she'd had quite enough of overbearing, know-it-all, partronizing doctors.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 14:58:20</strong>
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				It was as he feared. Depression has sank in deeply and she needed to break free of it. It would be a long work indeed.<br>Seeing her having trouble to get up, Trey stepped closer and holding her up, he easily pulled her into a sitting position and propped her against the pillow.<br>He was quite strong for his build and a faint scent of perfume wafted from his body.<br>"Now, I don't want none of that, Miss Williams. Something is definitely wrong and I can't help you if you do not cooperate."<br>He looked at her eyes, and tried to hold her gaze.<br>"I am here to help you walk again, but I can't do it alone can I? You have to help? So, tell me what is wrong? Why were you crying?"<br>He saw the untouched food on next to her, but that could wait.
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				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 15:10:01</strong>
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				At first her face flooded with gratitude as he helped her to sit up.&nbsp; Even that simple act had been impossible for her to do on her own.&nbsp; The last time she had sat was riding in the car while her idiot boyfriend had nearly gotten her killed.<br><br>Her face changed, though, at his question and she almost snapped at him in response, "What do you think is wrong?&nbsp; I can't walk!&nbsp; I can't sit on my own, you had to help me."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 15:39:39</strong>
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				The anger was a good sign. It showed that there was still some fight in her. She did not give up completely.<br>"Yes, well, that is true. But, have patience. Given a bit time, I am fairly certain you will recover."<br>Leaning forward he took up the tray with the food and placed it on her legs.<br>"Now eat something and tell me a bit about yourself. What kind of music do you like? Do you read? Do you watch TV?"<br>There was a reason why he was asking those questions. Therapy worked much better if it was coupled with something pleasant.
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				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 15:54:42</strong>
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				"The food is terrible, it's a wonder it's not killed me yet which might actually be better than being stuck in here!"&nbsp; Reluctantly she answered the rest of his questions, more to avoid the food than anything else.&nbsp; "You know my name, where I live, that I'm 20.&nbsp; You know how tall I am and how much I weigh.&nbsp; I like oldies.&nbsp; I love to read.&nbsp; I only like certain t.v. shows."&nbsp; She tried to glare at him, to look stronger than she was.&nbsp; But it was too hard to always be so mean, so after she finished talking she took a break, leaning back against the pillow and closing her eyes with a sigh of resignation.&nbsp; Why was it she could go from being so angry to so apathetic so quickly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 16:28:05</strong>
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				He chuckled. Leaning back he stared at her shaking his head.<br>"Okay, okay. I'll see about getting a stereo in here with some oldies. anything you prefer or do I choose something myself? TV will take some time, but I think I can arrange that too."<br>Pointing to her food, he urged her to eat.<br>"Now, I know it might taste awful, but you do need to eat. We can't start your therapy if you are not eating well. I promise to get you something, anything you wish, tomorrow. But, you really must eat now. And this brings me to the next question. What do you like to eat?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 16:39:11</strong>
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				Eyes still closed, Sara answers only a little testily, "I like murder mysteries mostly.&nbsp; I don't want to eat, therapy will just hurt, and apparently won't help much anyway according to the other doctors.&nbsp; They don't think I'll be able to walk properly again, what makes you think I will."&nbsp; She was growing upset again, opening her eyes and looking straight at Dr. Raynolds.&nbsp; "I like to eat good food.&nbsp; Fried chicken and mashed potatoes.&nbsp; Cheeseburgers and french fries.&nbsp; Chicken parmesiagna and garlic bread.&nbsp; Bacon, eggs, and biscuits.&nbsp; Pancakes, waffles, french toast.&nbsp; Grilled cheese sandwhiches with broccoli cheese soup.&nbsp; All kinds of things as long as it isn't from this hospital!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 16:55:28</strong>
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				It was time for a diferent approach. Trey had degrees in both medicine and psychology and he was known for his unorthodox approach to therapy.<br>"You need to eat. You are right, the therapy hurts. It can help, but only if we work together."<br>His voice mimicked her tone almost perfectly.<br>"Food will improve. I make sure of that. Tell me what you want tomorrow and you will get?"<br>He sat casually in his chair, his eyes looking straight at her, a dare shining in those blue orbs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 17:23:40</strong>
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				Defiantly Sara practically shouted, "All right, I want bacon and eggs and french toast for breakfast, cheeseburger and fries for lunch, and fried chicken, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, and homemade bread for dinner!"&nbsp; Realizing she was yelling at somebody who'd been nothing but nice to her she had the good sense to look embarrassed.&nbsp; Softly she whispered, "I'm sorry for screaming."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 17:36:16</strong>
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				He laughed and shook his head again. <em>This will be fun. And easier than I though. If only she would use her defiance better.</em><br>"Okay, okay. Don't worry about it. I shall see what I can do about food. I am not sure I can accomodate all, but you get the cheesburger and fries. I'll bring those tomorrow when I visit. Now, please eat some of that awful food. I promise to eat the rest if you feel like someone needs to be punished as well."<br>He smiled warmly and shifted the tray slightly.<br>"Come on, Miss Williams. You have to eat. Otherwise the other Doctors will be right. I truly believe you could walk again. But, not if we have to fight every step of the way."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 17:42:39</strong>
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				It wasn't what she wanted, not quite good enough, but it was a whole heck of a lot better than what she'd been getting.&nbsp; Reluctantly she acquiesced, "Fine.&nbsp; I'll eat some of this...mush.&nbsp; But you have to eat the rest."&nbsp; She picked up the fork and started to eat but before she put in past her lips she quietly asked, "Could you...talk to me?"&nbsp; She had no close family anymore, her parents having died when she was 12 when their flight went down after a second honeymoon.&nbsp; Her boyfriend...the idiot...she had demanded he not return to see her.&nbsp; No friends, since she had moved here to be with him, and he had monopolized all of her time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 17:54:27</strong>
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				Trey chuckled and nodded once.<br>"I said I'll eat the rest. Would you like some coffee to go with that? There is a machine just down the hall. My treat."<br>He was already rising when her next words came and he stopped for a second before lowering once more. <em>Oh, my. This IS serious.</em><br>Smiling he nodded.<br>"Of course. You don't truly think we will be spending two hours each day and not saying a word? Why, that would be ridiculous."<br>Leaning closer his smile grew.<br>"You need to trust me if we are to succeed. Trust is not gained without conversation. Now, how about that coffee? And then we can see about that talk?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 18:09:52</strong>
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				Sara nodded, keeping quiet, and took her first bite of the revolting food.&nbsp; She pulled a silly face on purpose, for she noticed she had unnerved him somehow.&nbsp; But she took a second bite and smiled softly so that he would she agreed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 18:24:40</strong>
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				Rising, Trey went to the hallway and fetched two cups of coffee.<br>It took no more than a couple of minutes and he set one cup on her tray, while keeping the other in his hand.<br>Leaning back in the chair he took a sip of his and turned his eyes to her.<br>"Now, tell me a bit about yourself. And, yes I know I have it in writting, but I want to hear it from you. Then it is my turn. Okay?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 18:30:10</strong>
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				Not used to talking about herself, Sara was at a loss.&nbsp; She took one more bite to postpone a response, then a drink of the hot coffee.&nbsp; Then it was time.&nbsp; And then was stuck.&nbsp; "What...do you want to know Dr. Raynolds?&nbsp; I don't know how to talk about myself."&nbsp; Her blue eyes were honest and clear even though they clearly showed her frustration as they looked over at him almost shyly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 18:56:18</strong>
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				Taking another sip of the coffee, he smiled.<br>"Okay. I'll ask some question and see if you can answer. Ok?"<br>He waited for a confirmation and then started their first true conversaton.<br>"What do you like to do to pass your time?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 19:12:31</strong>
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				"Swim," Sara answered quickly, her eyes filling with stubborn tears she kept away by taking another bite.&nbsp; She took a long time chewing and swallowing that bite, resolutely ignoring the fact that she might never swim again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 19:32:23</strong>
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				He had to chuckle once more.<br>"What am I going to do with you, Miss Williams? Okay. I'll try to provide an example. And it's Trey, not Doctor Reynolds."<br>Pausing for a second he looked over her and out the window into the garden.<br>"Where to begin. Okay, you know I am a doctor, but that is about it. I like outdoors and I like spending as much time I can in the nature. I spend my days off alone in the nature, taking long walks even though I have to drive for hours to get to a place untouched by the man. I camp out and stay away for days."
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				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 19:50:57</strong>
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				"But...me too.&nbsp; Swimming and hiking and spelunking and camping and fishing and..." Sara paused for a moment, swallowing hard.&nbsp; "I, I won't be able to do those things anymore, will I Dr. Raynolds.&nbsp; I mean Trey."&nbsp; Her pale face looked incredibly frightened and almost as if she had accepted what she assumed to be her fate.
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				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 20:07:02</strong>
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				He smiled and shook his head.<br>"Nonsense. I told you we will make you walk. I doubt that it will be tomorrow, bu I do hope that you will be able to go hiking one day in the future."<br>Bringing his eyes together, he looked at her and grinned.<br>"You know what? How about we go swimming tomorrow? In the pool. It will be an excelent excercise and it will enable you to move your legs a bit. Are you up to it? I can have the nurse put a swimming suit on you."
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				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 20:25:33</strong>
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				Sara's eyes opened wide in excitement and wonder, a small amount of color coming back to her cheeks.&nbsp; "I could do that?&nbsp; I could go swimming?&nbsp; In a pool?"&nbsp; Her voice was suddenly much warmer and richer than before as she felt like a part of her was handed back by this one simple thing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 20:46:45</strong>
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				"Sure. I just said so. I'll arrange for it and we can meet at the pool side tomorrow."<br>Satisfied he grinned and leaned back more comfortably. He was trying to make her talk so she would finish her meal.<br>"It is pretty a part of the therapy. You are not paralyzed. Your muscles have atrophied. To recover you need to build their strength. Water is a perfect environment for that as it makes your body lighter. You will strain your body less."<br>Taking another sip of his coffee, he leaned closer.<br>"And don't worry. I'll be right there with you. We will do some light excercises and just relax in the water a bit. We don't need to strain ourselves too much on our first day."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 21:01:37</strong>
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				Feeling a little better now, Sara began to eat once more while he explained what was wrong with her.&nbsp; She didn't really understand what he was saying always having been very healthy, and she had never paid much attention to this kind of stuff.&nbsp; She was reassured that he said he'd be with her.&nbsp; She wouldn't let herself be scared, not now when she finally had something to look forward to.&nbsp; Taking another sip of her coffee, Sara brushed her hair out of the way and said, "Okay then, what else do you wish to know then?"
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				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 21:12:24</strong>
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				"Well, I don't know. Tell me of the things you like or liked to do. Anything might be helpful. I can use that information to see if I can it in your recovery."<br>Using his hand to point at her vaguely he continued.<br>"Like that pool. If I had not known you liked swimming, who knows when I would have suggested that."<br>He tried to explain his approach to therapy.<br>"You see, I think it is important for the patient to experience the joys of his past life. Only like that can he or a she truly recover. Why would you even bother if I tried to make you excercise? But, this way you are doing something you like and are having fun. And you will try and there will be progress."
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				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 21:21:12</strong>
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				"Oh.&nbsp; Well, I like to play board games.&nbsp; War board games.&nbsp; And I like violent movies.&nbsp; Like spy-type and action-type things.&nbsp; And...I like to sing.&nbsp; A lot.&nbsp; I guess that's about it."&nbsp; She took another drink of coffee and then a bite, beginning to feel full already after eating less than half the plate.&nbsp; Of course, that was a huge improvement over not eating which is what she had done since she woke up after the accident.
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				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>20-06-2006, 08:42:23</strong>
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				Trey made a few notes on his pad as she spoke. He would need to think on what would be useful in his work, but he was pleased with the progress so far.<br>"Okay. See? It is not that hard. Maybe you can teach me one of those games. So we can play once."<br>He noted that she ate and smiled. Waiting for her to finish, he gave her something else to bend her mind around, hoping to make her forget about how <em>horrible</em> the food was.<br>"Now, is there anything else you would like to know about me? It is only fair for me to answer."
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				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-06-2006, 13:31:04</strong>
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				"Okay, sure.&nbsp; I can teach you," she said, growing tired after all the activity, which was far more than she had done since before the accident.&nbsp; She put the fork down and pushed the tray away, "I'm full, you have to finish.&nbsp; Tell me about your family."&nbsp; She always wished she'd had a bigger family, and she liked hearing about others' families.&nbsp; She settled back against the pillow and watched him with eyes growing sleepy.
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				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>20-06-2006, 14:00:51</strong>
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				With a short laugh, he shrugged and took up her tray, placing it over his knees.<br>"A promise is a promise." He took a moment to wipe the utensils clean, out of habbit and set upon the food. He was not particularly hungry, but he had to prove he was a man of his word.<br>He paused between bites to tell his life story, noting her sleepiness and talking slowly on purpose.<br>"Well, I was born in Oregon. Lived on a small farm just out of Redmond. Had a couple of baby brothers. Twins. I was the instigator, they were the ones that got punished. Were a bunch of little hellraisers, I must say."<br>Chewing a bit, his smile grew as he tried to remember his childhood.<br>"Had a great mum. She was a mean cook and though she was stern at times, she loved us for the devils we were. Went to high school there and then attended UCLA. Got me a scholarship for athletics. But, medicine always intrigued me. So, I became a doctor. My brothers? Hmm, they run a construction company down in Florida. Or rather a destruction company. They wreck buildings that are scheduled for it. You might say they like their work. Mother and father are still back on the farm. Got them some help. Had to hire a couple of lads seeing how dad is getting a wee bit old. I was born a wee bit late in their lives." He shrugged, watching, trying to think of something more to say.
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				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-06-2006, 15:20:58</strong>
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				"Brothers?&nbsp; How lovely," she responded sleepily.&nbsp; "I wish I had had brothers or sisters, maybe then I wouldn't be all alone now," she added as she began to fall asleep.&nbsp; She struggled to fight it, having somebody to talk to was wonderful, the most fun she'd had in months.&nbsp; She opened her eyes overly-wide to force herself to stay awake and made a tight fist so that her nails would pierce into her hand and cause a little pain.
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				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>20-06-2006, 17:03:22</strong>
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				Finishing the food, Threy set it down on the ground beside him and shook his head.<br>"Alone? Am I nobody?" It was a friendly tease just as his smile told. "Relax, Miss Williams. You'll have plenty of time to grow bored of my company."<br>Standing up he moved to tuck her in.<br>"Now, go to sleep. You'll need it if we are to swim tomorrow. Good bye"<br>He did not leave yet, sitting down and waiting for her to go to sleep. There was plenty of time yet.
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				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-06-2006, 17:07:19</strong>
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				"You're not a nobody," she said slowly while fighting off the sleep, "but you're not my family or a friend."&nbsp; She didn't realize that didn't sound very nice, she was alone and that was all she knew as her eyes closed and she lost the fight to keep them open, her hand clutching the blanket tightly, her hair framing her face like a halo glowing golden red.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>20-06-2006, 17:14:47</strong>
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				Rising, Trey picked her platter and silently tiptoed out. It gave him a lot to ponder.<br><em>Poor girl. So much bitterness. So much pain. Well, we shall see if we can fix that.</em><br>Pondering the idea of having a few of her friends over, he went to the cafeteria to deposit the tray and then moved over to the desk to schedule their pool therapy tomorrow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>20-06-2006, 17:33:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara awoke, alone again, several hours later.&nbsp; She spent the afternoon staring out the window, putting up with nurses prodding at her, rude doctors patronizing her, and in general feeling mostly pretty rotten.&nbsp; Once in a while her thoughts turned to tomorrow and swimming and even to Dr. Raynolds, the only doctor so far to treat her like she was a person.&nbsp; Her dinner came, and she picked at it.&nbsp; Almost wanting to eat for his sake, but not really wanting to.&nbsp; She picked at it and then pushed the tray away, staring up the ceiling and trying to sleep again so she wouldn't have to think anymore.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 11:16:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After arranging for the pool to be free aroung 11 am the next day, Trey went on with his other duties. It ook him about an hour or so to enter and compile data on Sarah, but by the end he was pretty certain that his therapy would work. Now all that remained was for her to prove her will to recover and for a bit of time to pass.<br>It was fairly late when he went home, but he lingered a bit, failing to fall asleep. It was well past midnight when he finally managed to doze off, so the alarm clock caught him a bit off guard.<br>But, he had a good day ahead of him and Sarah Williams needed him at his best. After a healthy serving of pancakes fro breakfast, he made sure his swimming trunks were packed and set off to work.<br><br>Coffee did him good. He was almost refreshed when he went to the changing room to slip into his trunks so he could wait for Sarah at the pool. The nurse was supposed to bring her there any minute now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 14:09:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Waking slowly with the filtered sunlight, Sara realized she must have fallen asleep right after dinner.&nbsp; <em>Good,</em> she thought.&nbsp; She waited patiently for her breakfast.&nbsp; It wasn't very good, but she tried to nibble at it regardless.&nbsp; Soon she began to get nervous about swimming.&nbsp; What if she couldn't do it?&nbsp; What if she made a fool of herself?&nbsp; And...my goodness, after being in a hospital for so long, how in the world would she look in a swimsuit?<br><br>She passed the morning worrying and staring out the window until a nurse came at about 10:30 and helped her into a swimsuit.&nbsp; She had lost her muscles and toned tummy, but at least she was still thin.&nbsp; Bordering on too thin, now, actually.&nbsp; She realized that she might have to start eating or else her body would begin to use her muscle as food.&nbsp; And she didn't have much muscle left.&nbsp; She was a little grumpy with the nurse but finally she was dressed and situated in a wheelchair, covered in blankets.&nbsp; Sara was wheeled to an elevator, the first time she had left her room for a long while.&nbsp; When the doors opened again she was wheeled down several halls until they arrived at what looked like a gym.&nbsp; Sara was wheeled through it as well and finally was pushed through big double doors and into the pool area.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 14:56:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trey was there, his back turned to the door. Doing some sort of warm up excercises, dresses in a blue trunks and nothing else. Not quite what one might call muscular, he was still shaped nicely. A pair of nicely shaped legs and a very nice behind. His torso could use a bit more muscles, but it was toned nicely. Doctor's body was already covered in water and his hair was wet and slicked back casually.<br>Upon hearing the doors, he turned with a smile.<br>"Thank you, nurse. I'll take it from here. Come check us up in an hour or so."<br>As the nurse left, he walked to Sarah's chair and bending one knee knelt in front of her.<br>"Okay, Miss Williams. Are you ready?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 15:26:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sara.&nbsp; Call me Sara.&nbsp; And...I think I'm ready," she said almost fearfully, suddenly just a little reluctant.&nbsp; She shivered in her blankets, though not from the cold.&nbsp; She was nervous.&nbsp; He looked so healthy, and she looked so ill.&nbsp; And if she couldn't do it, she was afraid she'd never have the heart to try again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 15:38:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay, Sara. Call me Trey. Shall we?"<br>He paused for a second and leaned over her.<br>"Okay. Place your arms around my neck."<br>He waited to see if she would do so and then slipped one arm under her knee, while the other wrapped around her back.<br>"Here we go."<br>With a slight grunt, he lifted her up, a bit surprised at how light she was.<br>Moving to the side of the pool he looked her in the eyes and smiled.<br>"Ready?"<br>There was a set of steps where he stood so that he could descend down with her in his arms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 15:52:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding, Sara put one arm around his neck and prayed that she would feel light to him.&nbsp; She knew that she had to trust him for this to work, for her to relax, but it was difficult.&nbsp; &nbsp; "Yes, I'm ready," she answered, putting her other arm around his neck as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 16:12:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With another smile for encouragement, he stepped into the water and slowly, step by step immersed himself.<br>Pausing when the water reached Sara, he waited for her to adjust and then took the last couple of steps.<br>Finally they were in the water reaching up to his chest and he let go of her legs, though the hand on her back lingered.<br>"Now, this feels divine. Don't you agree?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 16:16:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The water felt more than divine.&nbsp; Heavenly yes, but something about being somewhere she'd never thought she could be again was almost inspiring.&nbsp; Not letting go of his neck, far too afraid, she nodded while looking at him with eyes full of confusion.&nbsp; How could she like it and yet be so frighened at the same time?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 16:27:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay. Now, I suggest we take a bit of time and just slide through the water. ou try moving your legs and the like. I'll be here."<br>Slowly letting go of her back, he started moving through the water. Walking backwards, Trey literaly dragged her behind him, his hands on her waist, offering support.<br>"Now, try moving your legs. Hold onto my neck, but try swimming towards me. Okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 16:45:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding again, Sara held on tightly to Dr. Raynolds...Trey.&nbsp; She tried to move her legs like he said, she concentrated hard, but she couldn't do it.&nbsp; Not even a little.&nbsp; Growing frustrated she closed her eyes, forcing herself to try harder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 17:13:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noting her distress, Trey stopped and waited for her to drift closer to him. Smiling he leaned closer to her face.<br>"Open your eyes, Sara."<br>He waited for her to comply and then shook his head.<br>"Slowly. Don't expect it to come over night." Let us try somthing else, shall we?"<br>He paused for a second and then moved his hand to hers.<br>"Let go of my neck. I am goind to turn you around and we shall try a diferent excercise. Okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 17:28:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Halfheartedly Sara opens her eyes.&nbsp; Very reluctantly she releases his neck, but leaves her hands on his shoulders, afraid to completely let go.&nbsp; "What do you want to do then," she asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 17:34:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A short laugh and doctor shook his head once more.<br>"Okay, I'll explain. We shall try to lift your legs up and let them fall down again. You won't have to lift them. Just make them fall slowly. It will be a good excercise for the muscles and you will move them a bit."<br>Taking hold of her waist, he turned her around and pulled her close to him. Hodling one hand against her belly, he leaned to the side and reached behind her knee.<br>Slowly he rose her leg up until her thigh was against her chest.<br>"Ready? When I let go, try to hold the leg up, but it is okay if you are unable to. It will take some time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 18:02:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay," she said as she allowed him to turn her.&nbsp; Scared, she put her hands back to grab onto his legs so she was holding onto something.&nbsp; "I'm ready," but when he let go of her leg, no matter how hard she tried she couldn't yet keep it from falling back down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 18:13:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's okay. Let's try once more."<br>He kept lifting her leg up and letting it fall down for almost fifteen minutes.<br>She only needed to put the effort. To try and hold it back. He knew it would not happen overnight, but she did not.<br>He was trying to measure how bored and frustrated she was. As soon as she started showing her frustration he was ready to stop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 18:32:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Growing more determined, although frustration certainly factored into it, Sara kept trying to hold up her leg.&nbsp; The more they did it, the tighter her fingers gripped onto his legs as she began to grow tired from the day's work.&nbsp; She let out a soft sigh, trying to force her leg to do what she wished.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 18:36:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally, Trey stopped and just stood in the water with her clutching his leg.<br>Gently he tried to turn her around to ease her fear a bit.<br>"You can let go of my legs now. I've got you."<br>Once more he placed her hands around his neck and let her rest a bit.<br>"You are doing rather nicely. Rest a bit. Tell me something about those wargames you mentioned? Or maybe a movie? Just relax and feel the lightness of your body in the water."<br>His hands touched her sides gently, just holding her so she would not float away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 19:04:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara gratefully held onto him once more.&nbsp; "Ummmm, I like to play a game about World War II.&nbsp; It's called Axis &amp; Allies.&nbsp; Two to five players can player.&nbsp; It pits the Axis against the Allies obviously.&nbsp; The major countries involved are Germany and Japan for the Axis, Russia, England, and the United States as the Allies."&nbsp; Her body did relax against him, very slowly as she spoke.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 22:20:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay. Axis*Allies. Do you have a set? Or do I have to dig one up somewhere?"<br>His hand went to her knee once more and Trey pulled both her legs to his chest.<br>"I think this might suit you better. Hold on to my neck and push my chest with your legs. As hard as you can."<br>He moved closer, pressing her legs to her, pushing it forward with his torso. Not stopping till his chin rested on her knees, bare inches from her face.<br>His hands on her waist, Trey paused for a second and then nodded.<br>"Okay, now push away. And let us see how strong those pretty legs of yours are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 22:35:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes.&nbsp; In my apartment.&nbsp; But I don't know if that idiot boyfriend of mine moved out yet like he was supposed to."&nbsp; She paused for a moment to listen to his instructions, and then Sara said as he asked.&nbsp; She held on tight and tried to push as hard as she could.&nbsp; She didn't feel any difference, any resistance.&nbsp; But the look she gave him was a little odd as she looked up quickly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 22:52:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a bit of a resistance. Not much but he felt an effort. It made him happy.<br>His eyes were fixed upon her thighs, watching teh muscles there. Trying to see how they worked.<br>Smiling, he rose his eyes and looked her in the eyes.<br>"This is great, Sara. Your muscles work."<br>His fingers touched her thigh.<br>"Here, they move. I cna feel it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 22:53:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is....is that what that is, that little...twinge almost?"&nbsp; Her eyes begin to shine with just a small sparkle of hope, wishing upon wish that he was right.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 23:02:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes. There. It moved once more."<br>gently his hand rubbed her thigh, trying to relax massage the muscles after each twinge.<br>His face was lit up with joy. Trey truly shared the good fortune of his patients.<br>"Now, don't think it will be fast, but I am now certain that this will work. I am certain hat you will walk again."<br>With a wide grin, his eyes once more went to hers and he stared at her, drinking up her hope. His own pair of blue eyes lit up as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>21-06-2006, 23:45:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara giggles a little, accidently gripping his neck a little in excitement.&nbsp; "I will walk," she said simply, wanting desperately to believe it, almost able to do so already.&nbsp; Her eyes were now filled with hope and joy, sparkling excitedly as they looked deep into his.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 09:32:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now I will let go. Let your legs fall. And then we shall try something new."<br>He moved away and let her legs slip downuntil she was able to touch the bottom of the pool with her feet.<br>"Okay. Now, this probably won't work, but I want you to ty and stand on your own."<br>He let go of her waist and smiled.<br>"Hodl onto my neck, but try to let th weight fall onto your legs. They won't be able to hold you, but the reflex will cause the muscles to try. I'll be right here so don't worry. Ready?"<br>He waited for her to let go and held his hands close in case he needed to steady her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 15:27:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes dimmed only a little, though in concentration instead of despair for once.&nbsp; Sara focused on standing, as hard as she could, staring at him with determination written all over her face.&nbsp; Carefully she lets go of him even though she doesn't feel like she's standing on her own yet, hoping that if she's forced to stand on her own her legs will obey.&nbsp; They don't, but she does feel a tingle of pain race up her spine.&nbsp; As she begins to fall she grabs ahold of Trey again and says, "I felt something, I felt pain," excitedly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 17:20:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pain? What kind of pain? Sharp single jab of pain, or something longer? How strong is it?"<br>His hands steadied her. The pain could be both good and wrong. Until he knew he would not risk again.<br>"You know what? Explain the feeling to me. And show me where it hurt. Then we can try again, and I shall hold the hand there and see if there is any twinge in the muscles."<br>As the smile disappeared, he looked her seriously.<br>"This could be good, but it also could be bad. You might need more time than I thought."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 17:24:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well...it's good isn't it?&nbsp; That I can at least feel something happened," she asked, looking to him for reassurance.&nbsp; Slowly she begins to describe the pain, searching for the right words, "Well, it started just below my...bottom...and traveled quickly up my hips and up my spine."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 17:31:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sighing in relief, Trey smiled. His eyes closed for a second and he shook his head.<br>"Got me worried there for a second, Sara."<br>Splashing a bit of water at her face he laughed.<br>"Yes, that is good. The fact it began bellow your bottom is good. Means there are nerves and muscles still working there. That is great news."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 18:05:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly Sara smiled.&nbsp; A happy, full, and engaging smile that reached her eyes, making them sparkle with happiness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>02-07-2006, 14:24:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trey was feeling slightly uneasy. Something new was happening and he could not put his finger on it.<br>"I think we have done plenty so far. Let us just enjoy the water for a bit more and then we will go eat those burgers. Okay?"<br>He liked this girl, but there was something else. Something that made him feel weird. Uneasy around her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>02-07-2006, 16:07:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay...can...can you help me lay back in the water?&nbsp; So I can pretend to swim?"&nbsp; Sara was still smiling happily.&nbsp; She had hope.&nbsp; And maybe even somebody she could trust.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>03-07-2006, 10:48:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure. But, you'll have to let go of my shoulders"<br>Trey gave Sara a moment to relax, and then slipped his arm under her knee, wrapping the other around her back.<br>Gently lifting the girl, up Doctor Reynolds lifted her up with ease.<br><em>Poor girl. SHe must eat more. SHe is as ligth as a feather. We need to put some muscles on that lower body of hers.</em><br>Gently holding her close to the surface, he lowered his arms from time to time, allowing her to float onher own, but close enough to not let her sink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>03-07-2006, 15:06:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara lets go of Trey's shoulders and leans back in his arms.&nbsp; She closes her eyes in contentment, feeling the water gently break over her body.&nbsp; Relaxing completely a pretty smile crosses her face.&nbsp; She wraps one around his back and lets the other stroke the water, pretending that she is swimming on her own.<br><br>The nearness of his body not only kept her safe, but it also made her feel protected.&nbsp; Something she hadn't felt in a long time.&nbsp; She pushed those feeling away, however, knowing that he was only being her doctor.&nbsp; It's not like he wanted to protect her or anything.&nbsp; Once her musings were firmly put aside she simply enjoyed the water and her daydreams of swimming again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>03-07-2006, 16:09:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Care was the word he was looking for. Trey cared for many of his patients, but Sara was special.<br>In two short days, he has made her struggle personal. He wanted her to succeed and he was willing to do anything to make it happen. Anything.<br>Time passed as she 'swam' in his arms, and after a while he changed tactic. Merelu holding a hand under her neck, Trey used the other to push those parts of her that were sinking up. Her back, her legs, even her behind a few times. It kept her aloft and it gave her a better sense of flaoting.<br>Time for their departure was slowly nearing, but there was still a couple of minutes before they had to leave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>03-07-2006, 16:18:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pretty smile on Sara's face grew as she truly felt like she was floating even if she did miss his arm holding her up for some reason.&nbsp; His touch was gently under the water as he made sure she did not sink to the bottom of the pool.&nbsp; Opening her eyes, she felt the need to say something.&nbsp; Turning her head to look up into his face she softly said, "Thank you.&nbsp; This is just wonderful.&nbsp; Thank you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>03-07-2006, 16:29:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaking his head, Trey smiled when she thanked him.<br>"You are welcome. And thank you. It feels nice to be appreciated."<br>Slowly he guided her to the edge of the pool, regretting the fact that they were running out of time.<br>She was enjoying it and Trey was very happy to see her enjoying herself.<br>"Now, you will hate me, but we have to go. Our time is almost up."<br>Trey's hand went under her knees as he gently lowered Sara to upright position.<br>"But, we shall eat a cheeseburger soon."<br>Moving around her so she was facing him once more, he dreaded her next words.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>03-07-2006, 16:39:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her smile fading a little bit, Sara tries hard to stay cheerful.&nbsp; "Can...could...could you bring me back again soon?"&nbsp; Blinking several times it looks as if she might be fighting tears, but except for her eyes shining a little more it is impossible to tell for sure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>03-07-2006, 17:08:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Soon? Is the day after tomorrow soon enough?"<br>His face was serious, but as he spokea smile slowly split his lips.<br>"We have only begun. And water therapy is an important step. We will be coming here twice a in addition to other sessions."<br>Moving her hands to his neck, Trey held the girl's waist and looked her in the eyes.<br>"Okay. Time to move out of the water. I'll carry you to the chair and then we shall meet in half an hour in your room. I'll bring cheeseburgers and we shall talk some more. Okay? Now, what do you want with your burger?"<br>Pulling her closer, Trey lifted the girl, pressing her to his body. It would be easier for him to place her in the wheelchair that way.<br>Moving into the shallow water slowly, he tested each step not wanting to slip and fall with her in his arms.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>03-07-2006, 17:25:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Something in Sara's stomach turned over as her doctor held her and and gazed into her eyes.&nbsp; <em>He really is handsome,</em> she surprised herself by thinking.&nbsp; Then, growing angry with herself for even allowing such a thought to enter her head, she reminded herself that men were bad and trustworthy and that she was undesirable anyway.<br><br>While he carried her closely to him, Sara forgot about her musings and answered his questions.&nbsp; "The day after tomorrow will have to do," she said half-teasing.&nbsp; If it was up to her she could live in the water, but she knew that she couldn't ask for more than he could give her.&nbsp; &nbsp; "I would like french fries, the curly seasoned kind, and a Coke if that's all right?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>03-07-2006, 17:30:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As her lips were close to her neck, Sara's breath washed over Trey's wet skin when she spoke.<br>It sent shivers up young doctor's spine, even though he kept reminding himself how wrong that was.<br><em>She is you patient. She needs help, and that would only make it worse.</em><br>Lowering her into the chair, Trey's hands deftly set her into it as comfortably as possible. He waited for her to release his neck before he stood up and smiled once more.<br>"French fries and Coke it is. I promised didn't I? Anything else? Perhaps something for desert?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>03-07-2006, 17:42:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Releasing his neck slowly and settling into the chair as best she could, Sara looked surprised, "Dessert, too?"&nbsp; He was so kind to her she didn't quite know what to do.&nbsp; "Are you sure you don't mind?&nbsp; That's an awful lot just for me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 08:04:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course I don't mind. I want you to get better. ou won't get better if you are unhappy."<br>Moving around to push her chair, hw slowly set out to the dressing rooms where a nurse was supposed to wait for them.<br>Trey leaned forward so she could hear him better, his face next to Sara's ear.<br>"Don't worry. It is no problem at all. So, what's it going to be?"<br>For a second he thought about revealing how he felt, but he could not. <em>I won't. It is wrong.</em><br>"Come on, Sara. You need to eat to get better."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 16:45:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				If Sara could have moved her legs she would have kicked herself.&nbsp; Of course he was offering dessert and being so nice to help her get better.&nbsp; It was silly to let herself even think otherwise yet she had just caught herself doing so again.&nbsp; She tried to catch her face from falling and answered in a surprisingly steady voice, "I love banana splits, but I can't ever eat a whole one.&nbsp; Is there somewhere you could get just a small one or something?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 17:11:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tell you what. We'll get one and we can share."<br>Finally they reached the ladies dressing room and Trey knocked.<br>"Nurse Amber. Please help Sara change and take her to her room."<br>Leaning low he whispered to Sara, before moving off, to change as well.<br>"Burger, fries and cola. Two of each. And banana split. Sounds like a feast to me. See you in half an hour."<br>He was off then, his shapely behind disappearing behind the nearby door, leaving his patient for just a few seconds before the nurse showed up to help her wash and change.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 17:18:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her doctor leave, Sara forced herself to focus on eating real food in half an hour and not on the handsome man with the cute butt walking away from her.&nbsp; Nurse Amber startled her out of her reverie and effeciently gave her a shower and a clean hospital gown before taking her up to her room.&nbsp; Sara was beginning to grow a little nervous and actually asked the nurse for a hairbrush.&nbsp; She brushed her long, wet hair so that it wouldn't look so messy when he returned.&nbsp; When she realized what she was doing and why she grew so angry at herself that she threw the brush across the room and reminded herself that he was a man and, therefore, no good, and that she wasn't near good or pretty enough to land a doctor anyway.&nbsp; Her pain and anger somehow sustained her, and she was calm again when he returned to the room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 17:38:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking a quick shower himself, Trey changed into his clothes and went to the office. Grabbing his car keys a quick fifteen minute ride was all it took for him to get the burgers, fries and cola. The dessert was a bit of a problem, but he managed even that.<br>Running a few minutes late, he entered Sara's room bearing a pair of trays with a couple of takeaway bags on top.<br>"Sorry to have kept you waiting. Give me just a minute to get this sorted out."<br>It took less than a minute actually, as he deftly set the food on the trays and brought one to her. Placing it next to her, the young doctor moved to help her sit upright and than offered he tray to Sara.<br>"There you go."<br>Taking a seat next to her bed, he waited for her to start eating first before joining her.<br>"Oh, I see nurse Amber brushed your hair."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 17:49:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The moment the door opened and Trey walked through it Sara couldn't help but smile.&nbsp; She watched his every move while he divided up their lunch and thanked him when he handed her a tray.&nbsp; She was just about to pop a fry in her mouth when he mentioned her hair.&nbsp; Quite shocked that he had even seen, her surprise was evident in her face.&nbsp; "Umm...well, kind of, thank you for noticing."&nbsp; To cover her embarrassement she popped the fry in her mouth and grabbed her Coke, taking a long drink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:02:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He took a few fries as well, but was more interested in the burger, taking a bite and chewing thoroughly before he replied.<br>"Now, this is new. I rarely eat with my patients."<br>Taking a sip of Coke, the doctor laughed.<br>"You'll make me soft, Sara. And your hair looks lovely, though Amber should have help you dry it as well."<br>The fact that he noticed her hair was nothing incredible. It was a change to how she looked when they parted and for some reason she was in his mind the whole way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:08:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You...don't do this often?" Sara asked in between fries.&nbsp; She always ate her fries first because she was a slow eater and fries weren't any good cold.&nbsp; "I...we...I mean, she didn't have time to dry it."&nbsp; <em>I might as well have just came right out and told him I wanted to look nice for him and was thinking about him,</em> Sara thought to herself.&nbsp; <em>Idiot.&nbsp; Quit thinking about him.</em>&nbsp; But she glanced over at him in spite of herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:15:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No I don't. Usualy I am very stand-offish. Come in, have a talk, do the therapy, go home."<br>He shrugged. It was true. He rarely got attached to his patients.<br>He ate quickly, though it was not sloppy or impolite. The pauses between bites to make conversation made it seem longer than it really was.<br>"I just feel that you need a little more. I like you, Sara. And I want to see you better. You seemed so alone when I walked in for the first time."<br>The doctor smiled.<br>"Being alone is bad. Frankly, I don't know why I am doing this. But, I enjoy spending time with you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:19:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Uneasy, his admission startling, and scared because he could see things she didn't want him to know, Sara got defensive even as she fought tears, "I...I am not alone.&nbsp; I mean, I am alone, but I'm not lonely.&nbsp; I..."&nbsp; Sara just gave up, he was right.&nbsp; She was alone, and she was incredibly lonely.&nbsp; She had been since her parents died.&nbsp; Even her boyfriend hadn't made her feel as if she had someone else to rely on.&nbsp; She forced herself to eat the last of her fries instead of saying anything else.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:38:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stopped in mid bite, caught off guard by her words. That was not a reaction he hoped to get.<br><em>Stupid. Next time I'll just keep my mouth shut. I am not helping her.</em><br>Lowering the burger to the tray, he pushed it aside and lowered it to the ground.<br>"I'm sorry. It was not what I meant. I must have been mistaken."<br>He was lying, but it was for her own good. Or so he kept saying himself.<br>"Look, I truly am sorry. And if you want I can find another therapist. You need to keep your spirit up and I am not helping. Moving your moods like a yo-yo is not beneficial."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:44:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please no," Sara practically begged in a tiny voice, scared that he might leave her.&nbsp; She dropped the burger she had been about to bite into and reached for his hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:49:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling weakly, the young doctor shook his head, his hand reaching for her.<br>"Listen to us. We behave like a pair of love struck teenagers."<br>Giving her a gentle squeeze, Trey closed his eyes and smiled a bit more warmly.<br>"I won't. I promise I'll stick around at least until you are able to walk. Perhaps you won't need me around after that."<br>He hoped it was not true, but had to try and make the situation lighter.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:53:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>How can he read my mind like that,</em> Sara wondered as their hands found each other, blushing furiously and trying to hide it behind her hair.&nbsp; She is completely fixated on his first statement, completely missing his promise to help her.&nbsp; "I...uh...lovestruck?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 18:59:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled at her words, suddely realizing what he said.<br>"Erm, yeah. What I meant is that we are both saying things and then misinterpreting what the other said and being sorry later."<br>Grinning he shrugged.<br>"That is what I did when I have my first crush. We fought all the time over silly little things. And then we would kiss to make up."<br>He thought that kissing her to make up would be nice, but did not move. <em>She is my patient.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 19:03:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...we are?&nbsp; And...you would?"&nbsp; Her voice sounded almost...hopeful, and she didn't realize that what she was saying didn't make any sense.&nbsp; Her eyes drifted to where their hands were now touching, his hand warm and comforting, much larger than her small one.&nbsp; Then she looked back up at him, an expression on her face that could be considered a cross between confusion and awareness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 19:13:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His smile growing, Trey did not let go of Sara's hand.<br>"Yes we are. And yes I did. Me and Cindy used to kiss for hours after our little fights."<br>His eyes met Sara's even though he spoke of his first love.<br>For a second he almost said 'Don't worry, I won't kiss you', but he thought better.<br>"Please, don't worry. I'll be around. I promised to make you walk and I will do so. Okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 19:17:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Completely unable to think clearly, Sara continues to stutter through her thoughts and questions.&nbsp; "Kiss?" she said, stuck on that thought in particular.&nbsp; "Yes," she answered his question nodding a little, "okay."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 19:21:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eyebrows arched, Trey's smile went away.<br>"Sorry, but you confuse me. You said <em>Kiss?</em> Surely you know what I mean."<br>He WAS confused. He could not believe she was never kissed before. There was a mention of a boyfriend earlier.<br>"You know. Two people. Lips touching. Or if they are intimate, they could french kiss, using their tongues as well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 19:33:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blushing furiously, Sara shook her head.&nbsp; "I...know what a kiss is.&nbsp; I'm sorry.&nbsp; I just, kind of, got stuck on that I think.&nbsp; I'm...sorry."&nbsp; <em>You are such an idiot,</em> she thought to herself.&nbsp; <em>You can't kiss him, he's your doctor, and he wouldn't want to kiss you anyway.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 19:39:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed, mirth in his eyes as he watched her.<br>"There. We did it again. Misunderstanding."<br>He did want to kiss her, but could not. It was not right.<br>Instead he leaned closer and grinned conspiratorily.<br>"You know. Girls say I am a mean kisser. Even had one who said she could not keep eyes from my lips thinking of what they could do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 19:44:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he leaned in closer to her, Sara seemed to be having a similar problem to the girl he was talking about.&nbsp; Her eyes were drawn to his lips and she certainly did wonder just what they could do.&nbsp; To her.&nbsp; Unconsciously her hand in his convulsed, suddenly clinging to his as she stared, not saying a word.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 19:57:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking into Sara's eyes, Trey was lost in them for a moment.<br>It was enough as he leaned closer, towards her lips, simply touching them with his own.<br>Suddenly he realized what he was doing and pulled back, trying to evade her eyes.<br>"Uhm, sorry. I... uhm...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 20:07:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Unbelievable.&nbsp; He might actually kiss me,</em> she thought as he leaned in closer.&nbsp; She didn't lean forward, but neither did she pull away.&nbsp; She was far too surprised to do much of anything.&nbsp; As his lips lightly touched hers, she drew in a quick breath of astonishment.&nbsp; He had barely touched her yet she felt quite clearly some kind of shock that did not come from static electricity.<br><br>"Don't...be sorry," Sara said, wanting to die of embarrassment at the same time she wanted him to kiss her again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 20:14:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shying a look at her, he looked bashful.<br>What made things worse was the fact he did not regret it. He knew it was not right, but he wanted to do it again.<br>"Well, I should not have done that. You are my patient. It is improper."<br>Letting go of her hand he crushed them both in his lap.<br>"What must you think of me? Taking advantage of you. I'm sorry. I truly am. I won't let that happen again."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 20:21:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, it was me," Sara said, now feeling incredibly guilty.&nbsp; If she hadn't wanted him to kiss her so much he wouldn't have and he would not have to feel so guilty.&nbsp; "It was my fault, I kept talking about it, I'm the one that wanted it.&nbsp; I don't think bad of you at all, it was my fault.&nbsp; You didn't take advantage, I did..."&nbsp; Sara's voice trailed off and she looked absolutely mortified when she realized what she had just told him.&nbsp; Even to make him feel better she would not have meant to tell him that.&nbsp; <em>What in the world is wrong with me,</em> she berated herself.&nbsp; <em>Now he will certainly leave, he will have to.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 20:39:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Scowling, Trey waited for her to finish. She was not making any sense.<br>"I kissed you. How can that be your fault? I was the one....."<br>Suddenly he stopped, her words registering fully. For a few seconds he said nothing.<br>"Oh my.... You just said.... You wanted.... me to kiss you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 21:04:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm so sorry, Trey.&nbsp; I...," Sara stopped as tears began to run down her cheeks.&nbsp; She knew that she had ruined everything.&nbsp; A good doctor, someone who wanted to help her walk again, and she had gone and screwed it up by being attracted to him.&nbsp; By liking him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 21:12:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried and he could have kicked himself then.<br>Slipping out of the chair, Trey sat on the edge of Sara's bed and leaned closer.<br>"Shhhhhh. Don't cry. It is okay. You did nothing wrong. I kissed you. Not the other way around."<br>His hand went to her cheek as his thumb gently wiped away the tears.<br>The doctor tried to cheer her up with a smile, but what he truly wanted was to kiss her again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 21:35:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But...I wanted...you to.&nbsp; I...wanted you to kiss me, it's...my fault," Sara said as she cried and gazed into his eyes, half wanting him to not be angry and half still wanting him to kiss her again even though he would leave her for sure then.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 21:40:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I.....wanted....to......kiss....you....too......"<br>With each word he got closer and closer, leaning in for another kiss, pausing within an inch of her face.<br>"Please don't cry."<br>And then he did it again. Lips touching, Sara's, Trey made it last, even though it was pretty chaste.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 21:47:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara began to stop crying as soon as her body began to react to what it looked like he was doing.&nbsp; She held very still, the only evidence of crying the tears on her cheeks, and closed her eyes the moment his lips touched hers.&nbsp; She was afraid to move, to break the spell, though she longed to touch him or be closer to him somehow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 21:51:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly he pulled away, even though Trey stayed close to Sara.<br>"Please don't cry. I'll... I'll do anything to make you stop."<br>He knew how wrong this was and still he was doing it. But, now he simply lingered close to her, waiting to see her next move.<br><em>Either she slaps me, or kisses me again or goes back to crying. And neither is right.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 22:03:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tears on Sara's cheeks were drying, no more were falling.&nbsp; She slowly opened her eyes and gazed at Trey as if in the midst of a dream.&nbsp; Somehow she sensed he was waiting for something, her her reaction perhaps.&nbsp; "They were right.&nbsp; About your lips," she finally whispered.&nbsp; She wasn't brave enough, however, to do what she really wanted to.&nbsp; But she did make sure he saw her look at his lips for several long moments before looking up into his eyes again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 22:08:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chuckling softl, he shook his blond head.<br>A gentle brush of his lips against Sara's was all Trey allowed himself now.<br>"I am glad you think so. But, we shouldn't. Not here."<br>He glanced to the door for a second and then turned his eyes back to her.<br>"Someone might come. It is against every rule there is. And I still want to do it."<br>One last look before he pressed his lips to hers once more, his tongue gently tracing her lips.<br>It lasted, but a second and he sat up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 22:14:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara wanted to protest, she wanted that quick kiss to last longer, but she knew that he was right.&nbsp; It would be very selfish of her to get him in trouble just because she longed for his lips on hers.&nbsp; "You're right.&nbsp; I'm so sorry.&nbsp; I...shouldn't take advantage of your kindness by making you kiss me."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 22:20:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling impishly, Trey leaned a bit closer.<br>"Advantage of me? Silly. I simply meant not here and now."<br>Biting his lower lip, he pondered whether to say more or not.<br>"I wanted to kiss you since the pool. Now, I know how it feels. And I want to do it again."<br>Squeezing her hand once more, he moved away and sat with a sigh.<br>"I probably will. But, not now. Please. Eat. We shall talk about this later."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 22:28:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Forcing herself to be content with what he could give her, and thrilled that he might kiss her again and to know that he had wanted to for a little while, Sara's appetite returned.&nbsp; Maybe her doctor really was what he seemed and not like all the other men she had known.&nbsp; Picking up her burger she took a bite and chewed thoughtfully, almost constantly looking over at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 22:31:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling, Trey picked up his own food and started eating as wel, lips curled up.<br>For all the wrongness of what he was doing, he felt drawn to her like moth to flame.<br>"You..... What am I going to do with you, Sara? No matter how much I try I can't resist the urge to kiss you."<br>So, he ate trying to keep his lips busy even though they ached for hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 22:37:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara smiled.&nbsp; A happy, pretty smile.&nbsp; After she swallowed she actually teased him saying, "Then I think what you should do with me is find a place where you can kiss me...and do it."&nbsp; She blushed a little and looked shy, but still she said it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 22:40:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oooooh, now that was naughty. You do go on surprising me."<br>It was his turn to tease now, so he did jus that, slowly finishing that burger.<br>"Well, you like the pool. We shall see what happens during our next therapy. I can always say I was giving you mouth to mouth resuscitation."<br>Grinning madly he looked towards her and then towards the banan split.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 22:54:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara's mouth dropped open although she was clearly smiling.&nbsp; "I was in the drama club in high school, I bet I could play someone unconscious okay," she teased back.&nbsp; She had only finished half of her burger, but she had never been a big eater anyway.&nbsp; She wrapped it up and waited for him to get the banana split ready for them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 08:35:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There were two spoon, but onlyone banana split. Trey got up and took it to Sara's bed, sitting on the edge once more.<br>Smiling, he placed the bown on her lap and took one spoon up.<br>"Okay, now how are we going to go about this?"<br>He waited for her to suggest something or at least start eating, before he would join her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 14:32:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling, Sara teased, "Last time I checked you dip your spoon into the ice cream, lift it, and put it in your mouth.&nbsp; Like this."&nbsp; Sara put her spoon down into the ice cream, making sure to get some toppings, a little banana, and a lot of whipped cream and lifted it to his lips for him to eat.&nbsp; The smile on her face had grown and her eyes were twinkling merrily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 14:38:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling, Trey managed to put his lips around the spoon awkwardly and take the offered bit of banana split.<br>A little bit of cream escaped and on instinct the doctro licked it off, realizing what he was doing only after it was done.<br>"Mmmmmmm, yes, I remember now. Let me see if I remember correctly."<br>Taking his own spoon he repeated the rpocess and brought it close to Sara's lips.<br>With a spark of mischief, Trey 'acidentally' brushed a bit of cream against the tip of her nose.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 14:42:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara giggled as she took the spoon into her mouth and made a great show of playfully sucking and licking all the ice cream off of it.&nbsp; She lifted her hand and wiped the cream off her nose with her finger, and then she licked the cream off.&nbsp; <em>This is the most fun I've had in years,</em> she thought, <em>eating a simple banana split with my doctor.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 14:49:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				To say Trey was enjoying this would be an understatement. He was loving it.<br>Taking a spoonful again, he brought it to his own mouth this time and arched his eyebrows in mock surprise.<br>"Oops. Look what I did now."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 14:55:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, that bite is supposed to be for me," Sara said leaning over close to him as if she would steal the ice cream right off his spoon.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 14:57:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This was getting very close to the kiss, as Trey leaned towards Sara once more.<br>"But, but, but.... I want it."<br>Mirth was in his eyes, as doctor's lips parted slightly the spoon moving towards them slowly, but with plenty of time for the girl to do something about it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 14:59:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For one tiny second, Sara nibbled on her lower lip in indecision.&nbsp; Then she suddenly leaned forward, kissed him quickly on the lips, and then turned her head, opened her mouth, and grabbed the spoon within it.&nbsp; She ate his bite and giggled around the ice cream in her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 15:04:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She surprised him. It was a devious and brilliant move. The kiss to distract him and then breaking it off just as he was beginning to enjoy it.<br>"Ooooooh, you indeed are naughty. Distracting your doctor like that."<br>A mock expression of sorrow creased his features as Trey tilted his head.<br>"Now, I have nothing in my spoon. And I am still hungry."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 15:05:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still giggling, Sara swallowed as she got a bite for him on her spoon and lifted it to his lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 15:12:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Letting his hand fall on Sara's thigh, Trey leaned closer opening his mouth to allow her to feed him.<br>Eyes closed, he was quite waiting for their next meeting.<br><em>Oh, to see her fit once more. To know her body was working. To truly be able to kiss her and....</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 15:17:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara leaned in closer and she wasn't sure what would get to his mouth first, the spoon she was holding or her lips.&nbsp; They actually arrived at about the same time, but she stopped moving the spoon and brushed her lips lightly against the bottom lip of his open mouth before quickly pulling away and feeding him the ice cream.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 15:23:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The closeness of the girl and the distraction of the spoon were driving the young doctor crazy.<br>Looking at her with ice cream in his mouth, Trey quickly swallowed and suddenly came to a decision.<br>"To Hell with proper."<br>Pushing the bowl with the food away, his hand went to Sara's neck and he pulled her in for a kiss. Not minding if someone came, Trey pressed his lips almost painfuly against hers breathing heavily.<br>Hand on her thight went up and around her back to pull the girl closer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 15:32:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A very surprised Sara was quite happy to allow herself to be pulled closer to her handsome doctor.&nbsp; The hard pressure of his lips on hers was welcome, and she dropped her spoon, lifting her hands up to his shoulders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 15:37:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His tongue slid to her lips tracing them slowly with the tip, teasing her endlesly, trying to tempt her own to come out to play.<br>Of its own accord the hand on her back slips lower to Sara's behind, squeezing it gently.<br>Somewhere in the back of his head, an alarm goes off.<br><em>No. I should stop. She is hurt. Can she feel this at all?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 15:42:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara's lips parted beneath Trey's gently assault, her tongue ever so tentatively brushing against his.&nbsp; Against his mouth she moaned softly when he squeezed her bottom, she did indeed feel and like it as well, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, burying one hand in his hair while holding tightly onto him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 15:46:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The hold on her behind got a bit firmer as her tongue touched his, as her moan washed over him.<br>Still holding her close and still touching her lips with his, Trey murmured.<br>"We should not be doing this. This is so wroooo.... so good"<br>Kissing her once more to drown any further words, the doctor slipped his hand around her waist and to her belly, felling her skin through the flimsy hospital gown.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 15:58:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At first Sara thought that he would stop his wonderful kisses and she began to grow anxious, almost pulling away.&nbsp; When he started to kiss her again, a small cry of pleasure escaped her lips as she pressed herself closer to him.&nbsp; He was right the second time, this was definately so good.&nbsp; The skin on her belly tingled where he touched her, the feeling spreading all throughout her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 16:29:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>No more female patients.</em><br>It was definitely getting out of hand as he felt the stirring in his pants.<br>Kisses were one thing, but that was just plain wrong. He should not.... He could not do it with her.<br>Moaning against her lips, he pulled back once more.<br>"Please, Sara. We can't. I.... I.... Kissing you&nbsp; is making me feel things. I can't allow that...."<br>Yet, he did not pull back, still holding her head close, that treacherous other hand snaking up towards her breast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 16:48:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara blinked several times at Trey in confusion.&nbsp; "But...you..don't want to ...feel things?"&nbsp; He was so close to her, but not close enough.&nbsp; As she looked at him she began to wonder if maybe he hadn't really wanted this after all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 16:52:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brushing his lips against hers once more, Trey sought words. Words that did not come.<br>"Sara, I... I want you. I want to kiss you. To make love to you."<br>Another kiss, as his hand lingered painfully close to her breast, kept away by sheer force of will.<br>"That is not right. I should not be doing that. It is not allowed. You are my patient. I feel like I am taking advantage of you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 16:57:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her pretty face softening at his first words, Sara almost leaned in to kiss him again until he continued.&nbsp; She nodded her head in understanding and quietly said, "But, what if I think I want that, too.&nbsp; That can't be taking advantage can it?&nbsp; And...we can't really...do anything more than kiss here anyway.&nbsp; Maybe...some day?"&nbsp; <br><br>Sara looked surprised as her words came tumbling out.&nbsp; She had never once said anything like that to anybody.&nbsp; Had never even considered making love with anybody really.&nbsp; She'd had sex with her boyfriend, but he was a jerk and it had never felt right.&nbsp; But this did feel right to her.&nbsp; She actually wanted this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 17:01:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Biting his lip, Trey smiled and this time it was his tear that rolled down the cheek.<br>"Some day. Some day. I am not sure if I can wait for some day."<br>This time he kissed her cheek, her lips, her chin, her neck.<br>"I am not sure I want to wait. And that is what is so wrong. We can't really do....anything right now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 17:03:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But if we can't here, then where?" Sara asked, taking hope from his words and kisses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 17:08:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Simply holding her close helped ease the tension a bit.<br>"I don't know, I don't know."<br>His lips moved to her neck kissing along her pulse point moving higher to her ear, where he whispered letting his hot breath wash over her lobe.<br>"The pool..... But we could be caught."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 17:13:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How likely is it that we would," she asked growing breathless.&nbsp; "And...you're my doctor, right?&nbsp; Is there any way you could get me out of here?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 17:25:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... I could."<br>Pulling back, he smiled. She was so smart.<br>"We could arrange for a walk. Or something like that. And then we can...."<br>Once more he shook his head, trying to resist.<br>"No, I can't. I could take you to my place, but.... Are you sure you truly want this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 17:51:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I want it, Trey.&nbsp; For the first...well...yes, I'm sure."&nbsp; Sara didn't know quite how to tell, or even if she should tell him, that she thought he was the nicest man she had met, that she found him incredibly handsome, that he made her feel good for once in her life, or that he had given her hope where she had previously had none.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 17:57:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a sad smile, he pulled away and shook his head.<br>"Okay. I.. we shall find a way to be alone. But, not now. Too dangerous."<br>His eyes sought something to distract him and fell upon the discarded banana split. Picking it up he found one of the spoons.<br>"Eat, sweetie. We need to have your strength back up, if we are to kiss."<br>And he took a spoonful, intent to feed her until she was sated.<br>Right now, he needed to be away, her closeness causing him to get flushed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 18:16:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wishing that he would kiss her again, but understanding a little why he wouldn't, Sara dutifully ate as he fed her.&nbsp; But she couldn't tear her eyes away from him.&nbsp; It looked as if she was trying to memorize his features in case there was a test later.&nbsp; Soon she got full, "Please Trey, no more.&nbsp; I mean, no more banana split."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 08:12:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He moved the bowl away and smiled once more.<br>"Okay. This is good enough. Just promise me you will eat tomorrow as well. And then we shall see about that pool therapy the day after."<br>One more glance at the door and he leaned for one more brief kiss. No more then a brush of lips against her.<br>"I need to go now, Sara. I'll be back. I promise. And we will.... talk about your special therapy."<br>One more smile, this one with a hint of a bit more and he slowly rose.<br>Picking up the trays and leftovers, the young doctro prepared to leave, against his will.<br>"Good night, Sara. I'll see you in two days."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 11:18:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I will eat some tomorrow," Sara promised.&nbsp; Two days seemed like an awfully long time.&nbsp; It was bad enough not to swim, but to not see him, that was like some form of torture.&nbsp; She had no idea what she would do the next day without him.&nbsp; "Good night, Trey," she said softly as he was getting ready to leave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 11:35:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Closing the door behind him, Trey leaned his back against it.<br>The walk down the hallway brought him to the nurse Amber, bent over the table trying to reach something from the far away edge.<br>"Good night, Amber. I'll see you on Thursday."<br>Truning she spied his bulging manhood through his pants and smiled.<br>"Good night, Doctor Reynolds."<br>And then he was off.<br><br>The next day was spent in solitude, as Trey was unable to focus on anything. Sara's face was vivid in his mind and he could not help but yearn for her.<br>It was late afternnon that a plan formed in his mind and he relaxed a little bit. Perhaps there was a way to satisfy their passion tomorrow.<br>The night was filed with tossing and uneasy wet dreams. The morning found Doctor Reynolds fresh and ready. His want drove him forward.<br>The breakfast disappeared within minutes and he was ready. A bit early as he had to make a brief stop at a local Sex Store. Something he needed to have before his meeting with Sara.<br>Tossing his gym bag in the changing room, he notified nurse Amber about the need for him and Sara not to be disturbed. Stating mental anguish as the reason.<br><br>And then he was in her room, smiling and took a seat by Sara's bed.<br>"Good morning. How are you today?"<br>It was obvious that he was happy. Perhaps a bit too happy for someone who was about to treat a patient.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 11:48:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The night, the following day, and that night passed extremely slow for Sara.&nbsp; Nothing could distract her from thoughts of Trey.&nbsp; Sometimes she was certain she had imagined it all and other times she was nearly giddy with anticipation.&nbsp; Sara had never been giddy before.&nbsp; It was a new feeling, one she wasn't altogether certain she liked as it left her vulnerable.&nbsp; That scared her.<br><br>The day he was supposed to take her swimming Sara was careful to look her best.&nbsp; She had never been one for much make-up and didn't really need it anyway so she really only had to brush out her long hair.&nbsp; She picked at her breakfast and then hummed to herself to pass the time until Trey's arrival.<br><br>A pretty smile lit up her face the moment Trey walked through the door, all doubts apparently pushed aside for the moment.&nbsp; She watched him cross the floor as he came over and sat beside her, not close enough for her liking but it would have to do.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Good morning, Trey.&nbsp; I'm okay.&nbsp; How are you," she asked formally, trying to keep herself calm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 12:04:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Me? Hmmmm, would fantastic be close to describing it? No, I think not."<br>He leaned closer, and whispered.<br>"I have a surprise for you."<br>A wink before he sat back and made his face serious, even though a hint of a smile lingered on his lips.<br>"So, Miss Williams, are you ready for your therapy? I'll call the nurse to get you ready, if you'd like."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 12:14:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara's smile grew but it stopped the second he moved closer to her.&nbsp; She wasn't sure if he was just going to tell her something or kiss her.&nbsp; Of course, she was disappointed when it wasn't a kiss, but she covered well.&nbsp; "A surprise?&nbsp; Ummm, yes, I'm ready," she said, beginning to get a little excited.&nbsp; Surprises were surely good, right?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 12:21:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rising swiftly, he forced himself not to lean close to kiss her.<br>"Okay, I'll notify nurse Amber and meet you at the poolside in fifteen minutes. Be there and bring a smile."<br>And he was off. The nurse arrived several minutes later to take Sara to the dressing room and then to roll her to the pool.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 12:26:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara nodded and watched him leave.&nbsp; She was all ready to go when the nurse arrived and stayed silent on the trip to the pool.&nbsp; She helped the nurse get a swimsuit on as best she could, hating feel helpless, and was finally ready.&nbsp; Nurse Amber wheeled her out of the dressing rooms and up next to the pool with Sara doing her best to look like nothing too exciting might be happening that day.&nbsp; It wouldn't be good for the nurse to suspect she might have a crush on her doctor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 12:41:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trey was already there, ready and waiting. His gym back was laying near the poolside and he was digging through it when the ladies rolled in.<br>"Oh, thank you Amber. You can leave us, I'll take care of Miss Williams."<br>He waited until she was out pretending to be looking for something in the gym bag and then walked to the door and locked it.<br>Moving to Sara, Trey suppresed the urge to run to her side. He knelt next to the wheelchair and smiled broadly.<br>"We won't be disturbed now. Let us get into the water and handle the therapy first. After we work your muscles out, we can see about that surprise. Okay?"<br>He waited for her to comply, hefore he rose to pick her up, placing a soft kiss on her lips before he lifted her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 13:03:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Impatient and yet trying not to look it, Sara pretending to ignore Trey while the nurse left.&nbsp; When they were alone she still tried to act calm but it was hard to keep a smile from her face.&nbsp; Sara nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck while he lifted her from the chair.&nbsp; Today his nearness seemed much more unsettling than it had two days prior.&nbsp; Her stomach felt like it had butterflies fluttering about in it so nervous she was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 13:14:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not giving up to the desire to kiss her, Trey tried to remain profesional and moved towards the edge of the water, walking into it with Sara in his arms.<br>He did not stop until they were chest deel and then gently allowed her to drift down, keeping his arm wrapped around her.<br>"Arms on my neck. And let us try to move those beautiful legs."<br>He gave her a few minutes to try and move her feet if possible, but did not expect much progress just yet.<br>Next came the attempt to stand on her own. All the while his face was close to hers with a smile etched there permanently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 13:21:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasn't at all difficult to wrap her arms around Trey's neck but she had to keep looking away from the fear of possilby just reaching up and kissing him.&nbsp; She tried very hard to focus on her therapy, but being this close to Trey was the best therapy she had ever gotten.&nbsp; She couldn't move her feet, couldn't feel them yet either, but she didn't let herself get too discouraged today for she had a surprise to think about.<br><br>Sara was very nervous to try and stand on her own.&nbsp; She didn't know when her feet did or didn't touch the bottom of the pool so she clung to him tightly, afraid she would fall and embarrass herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 13:25:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Relax, silly. Don't worry. I've got my hands on you."<br>He did, although in the diferent manner than he wished to.<br>"Tell me. Do you feel your feet at all? At least a bit of tingling. Maybe I could massage your legs for a while to see if we can get any sort of reaction."<br>Even as he spoke he kept on with her therapy. benging slightly, Trey's hand went to the back of Sara's knee and he pulled her leg up, safely lodging it between their bodies.<br>Repeating the process with the other leg, Trey relaxed the grip on her slightly.<br>"Try to push away and don't worry. And think about that massage."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 13:36:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not saying much this morning, Sara shook her head to tell him that she didn't feel her feet and then nodded her head to say that he could try the massage.&nbsp; Trying to push away from him the way he had said, Sara really focused hard.&nbsp; If she could do it then he might be pleased with her and she really wanted to make him happy with her.&nbsp; It took quite a little while but Sara realized that she felt the tiniest tingle rushing up her legs.&nbsp; A very surprised expression danced across her face as she looked up at Trey in wonder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 13:42:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her drift away, even though he kept her close. There was still some strength in those legs. Not much, but there was.<br>His eyes met hers and his smile grew broader. He was surprised as well, but it was a pleasant surprise.<br>"Are you bored with me? I'd say, pushing yourself away like that is not very nice?"<br>He leaned forward and kissed each of her knees in turn.<br>"They deserve a reward. For wonderful progress."<br>He waited a few more seconds before letting her legs fall to the bottom again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 13:48:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are the one who told me to push away from you," Sara said, "I don't want to."&nbsp; She smiled as he placed sweet kisses on her knees though she wished he was kissing her lips instead.&nbsp; After he dropped her legs, Sara placed her arms on his and pulled herself up closer to him again, wondering how much longer therapy was going to last today.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 13:56:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trey was at the edge of his will. He could go no longer.<br>"Are you tired? We can stop if you are?"<br>It was his hope that she was, but Trey was not about to push her to do something she did not want.<br>Therapy was important and he was ready to control his desire for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 13:58:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, I'm tired," she said, seeing her chance and taking it.&nbsp; Sara would normally have said the opposite just to stay in the water longer.&nbsp; But today she didn't care where she was as long as Trey was there with her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 14:09:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly his hand gripped her and held it to the back of his neck as Trey pushed himself backwards trough the water.<br>Pulling Sara after him, he kept on going in circles using his powerful legs to propel them both through water.<br>Then as suddenly as he started he stopped. Letting her drift closer to him, Trey wrapped his arms around her back and held her close.<br>"Now, what is a young doctor to do with a pretty girl in his hands? Do you have any suggestions?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 14:18:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Closing her eyes, Sara pretending that she was swimming while Trey took her around the pool.&nbsp; When she found herself in his arms again Sara looked up and smiled.&nbsp; "Young handsome doctor, willing girl...I don't know, whatever shall you do Doctor Trey," she giggled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 14:23:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving forward his time, he pressed Sara's back to the edge of the pool.<br>Face withing and inch of her, he moved closer for a kiss.<br>"Willing girl. The best kind. Perhaps she will be a little feisty once she gets better."<br>Lips touching hers, he held her close and then did something on the spur of the moment.<br>Slowly he lowered himself immersing his head in water, allwoing her to follow him down or lose contact with his lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 14:27:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling the edge of the pool against her back, Sara wondered if now he would finally kiss her.&nbsp; When he did she started to close her eyes and then realized he was sinking into the water.&nbsp; Wrapping her arms tighter around his neck she sank down with him, leaving their lips pressed together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 14:35:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Letting a playful trail of bubbles to drift up as they sank, Trey smiled through the kiss.<br>His hand was on her legs, making sure they folded nicely bellow the girl.<br>The kiss lasted but a few second, though there was passion in it.<br>Young doctor's hand went around his back as he gently took hold of her ankle and pulled her leg around him.<br>Letting go of his othr hand, he brought the other leg behind his back and held her ankles crossed behind his back.<br>One hand going to her behind, he pushed off the bottom, and soon they broke the surface just as his lips left hers.<br>"Now, this is what I dreamt about tonight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 14:41:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara was quite happy to be positioned in the way Trey moved her legs.&nbsp; The only thing she didn't like was that he broke off their kiss after they surfaced again.&nbsp; Still she was just a tad curious, "And what exactly did you dream about?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 14:47:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'll blush if I tell you. Do you want to blush."<br>He leaned closer once more, but, moved next to her ear.<br>"There was this pool and a doctor was in it with a pretty lady. And they were..... naked. And......"<br>Leaning past her ear, Trey nuzzled her neck with his nose, gently kissing her wet skin.<br>"Di you... have any dreams....tonight?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 14:53:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara did blush, but she also smiled beautifully.&nbsp; The transformation was startling.&nbsp; Placing her lips next to his ear she whispered, "How did we manage to have the same dream?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 15:03:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perhaps we are both horribly wicked."<br>His free hand reached behind her back and into his gym bag, pulling something out.<br>"And then I remembered something I saw on the Internet. Something that might help make that dream true."<br>Gently nibbling on the side of her neck, Trey pulled back after a second or two.<br>"And I went to the store this morning and bought it."<br>His hand went before her eyes and in it he held two ankle cuffs attached to each other. A simple velcro was what held it in place. A simple device to keep someone's ankles together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 15:08:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took Sara a minute, but finally she realized what it was and what it meant.&nbsp; "So..we can...?&nbsp; Now?" she asked in wonder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 15:21:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can. I told you I had a surprise."<br>He let go of her legs then, letting then drif lower and kissed her briefly once more.<br>"I like you very much Sara. And I want to make love with you. Here and now."<br>His hand went lower to her waist and slowly brushed against her side, moving to her breast and cupping its side.<br>"So, Sara. What are we to do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 15:28:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eyes darkening with desire, breath quickening, Sara could hardly speak but was able to murmur softly just a little of what she wanted to say.&nbsp; "I like you, I want that too.&nbsp; And...I think we should."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 15:34:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One more kiss and Trey grinned.<br>Dropping the ankle-cuffs for now, he leaned forward for a more passionate kiss, his hand cupping her breast as the other sought her behind and squeezed gently.<br>The stretched fabric of he bathing suit was in the way of his touches, but he was reluctant to remove it just yet. First he needed her hands to touch his body. He needed to see her desire.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 15:42:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara moaned softly as their lips met again.&nbsp; She used her arms and the buoyancy of the water to lift herself up closer to his lips.&nbsp; Holding herself there with one hand she slowly trailed the other down his strong shoulder, feeling muscles like she'd never seen on any other doctor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 15:54:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly one hand moved To Sara's shoulder and he slipped the strap of the bathing suit off. Pulling it down, he used the hand on her behind to keep her up.<br>The other strap followed suit, allowing him to bare her breasts should he wish to.<br>"Oh, my. No turning back now."<br>And slowly he pulled the suit down to reveal her breast, eager to see them for the first time and holding her eyes as he did it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 16:05:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A strange mixing of anticipation and yet worry that he might not like what he reveals grips her stomach as Trey slowly pulls down her swimsuit.&nbsp; She was too afraid to look away from his eyes, seeking-no, needing-reassurance.&nbsp; Needing him to desire her just the way she was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 16:13:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finaly he drew his eyes away from hers and gazed down, his thumb absently playing with her nipple.<br>Moving closer to kiss her briefly, Trey lowered his face underwater and closer to her nipple.<br>His eyes were still above the water and they gazed at her as his tongue came out to just touch her skin, moving around her nipple in a lazy circle.<br>The hand moved lower pulling the bathing suit off pausing at her waist, eyes looking at her with a question. <em>Do I go further?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 16:21:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pulling in a sharp sudden breath as Trey's tongue traced around her nipple but didn't quite touch it, Sara nearly swooned like some silly girl.&nbsp; At first she wasn't quite sure why he was looking at her like that but then decided he was seeking permission.&nbsp; Thinking distractedly how sweet that was, Sara nodded.&nbsp; She wanted his tongue on her again, wanted him close to her once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 16:26:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With care he slipped the suit down her hips and lupped it from between her legs, letting it drift to the bottom of the pool.<br>His teeth gently closed around her nipple, moving side to side, grinding it gently.<br>A hand moved low on her belly seeking her mound as Trey wondered if Sara had any har down.<br>His eyes did not seek to look, instead allowing his touch to find out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 18:34:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara gasped and pushed her chest forward as if asking for more, certainly letting him know the gasp was a good one.&nbsp; She let her head fall back as his hand slipped steadily lower, and she wondered what he would think of her being bare.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 18:58:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was quite a pleasant surprise, his hand finding nothing bellow.<br>Finger kept inching lower and lower, slowly touching the soft flesh, but not moving to anything of significance, simply exploring how much sensation she had bellow.<br>Trey was not about to take advantage of a girl who could not feel anything.<br>His lips suckled on her nipple, teeth squeezing with a bit more force, as the tongue darted forward to play with the tip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 19:02:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				If Sara had been able to shift a little to put his hand where she wanted it she would have.&nbsp; Since she really couldn't do that very easily she just let him take his time, moaning a little, almost in frustration, the closer he got without actually touching anything.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 19:11:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Surfacing once more to grab some air, Trey grinned at her moving his hand between her lower lips and patring them rubbing the opening gently.<br>"No more turning back now, Sara. And I don't want to."<br>His finger kept on probing, and rubbing seeking her little pink bud bellow, gently circling around it, seeking to make it large and harder.<br>Leaning in to kiss her, his fingers gently pinched her clit pulling it back, slowly rolling it between the tips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 19:23:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In between quick gasps of air Sara replied, "I don't want to either."&nbsp; She was clearly enjoying his attentions, her nipples were erect.&nbsp; A warm trickle of fluid began to form between her legs only to be carried away by the water.&nbsp; But her heaving chest, soft moaning, heavy breathing, and racing heart are all evidence of her desire.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 19:32:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Breaking the kiss, Trey breathed the next couple of word to Sara.<br>"Hold on."<br>And then he lifted her up, moving her so that the water almost reached her waiTrey himself dipped his body in water, moving his lips in front of her pussy and licked her clit once.<br>Burrying his face between her legs, the doctor gently rubbed her clit with his nose, his tognue probing her pussy, trying to slip inside. He knew he did not have much air and planned to make good use of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>06-07-2006, 19:56:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh my god," Sara moaned even though Trey couldn't hear it.&nbsp; She used the edge of the pool behind her to prop herself up on her elbows so she didn't have to worry about slipping although she trusted him completely now.&nbsp; Leaning back as far as she could Sara relaxed and for once let her feelings take over.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 07:36:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling her grow lighter in his arms, Trey let go with one hand, his mouth going higher.<br>The free hand came to rub against her sli, as the young doctor placed his lips just below her clit and let out a small stream of bubbles.<br>The bubbles rolled out going up and dispersed as they hit her slightly swollen bud of pleasure.<br>He made it last, finally moving up to suck on it gently, his tongue flicking over it as the finger slipped inside her.<br>Hooking the finger slightly, Trey made small inviting motions with it, rubbing the tip against her slick inside.<br>He was slowly running out of air and he was refusing to stop now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 15:37:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The best that Sara could do to move herself was a little with her arms, trying to push herself down onto his finger and into his lips.&nbsp; She was finding it very hard to breathe, good thing she was with a doctor actually, and moaning almost constantly.&nbsp; Trey was bringing her more pleasure than she had ever felt before, but at the same time she felt a growing need settling deep in her stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 15:42:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His teeth closer around Sara's clit, jsut as the air ran out, pulling on it slightly, letting it slip out, as the finger was pushed in deeper.<br>Finally out of breath, Trey lowered the girl's body, emerging from water and breathing heavily.<br>Down bellow his hand continued to stroke her, thumb moving to where his lips were just moments before.<br>His eyes locked with hers, desire clear in them, watching her moan and seeking to bring her release.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 15:48:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he simultaneously lowers her back into the water and emerges from it himself, Sara wraps her arms around his broad shoulders, pressing her breasts against his chest.&nbsp; She leans her head on his shoulder and places wet kisses on his neck even through her steady gasping and moaning.&nbsp; Her body was beginning to shudder as she drew very near release.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 15:51:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holding her close, Trey rocks up and down in the water, sending small waves to lap against their skin, gently rubbing his chest against her breast.<br>His own lips go to her neck, but he does not kiss, nibbling gently, his finger now moving about seeking a soft spot within her.<br>Growing gentler with her clit, his thumb merely brushes against it's tip repeatedly, teasing it only, letting her mind and her desire drive her over the edge.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:02:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmmm, oh, Trey," Sara murmurs against his skin, clinging more tightly to him.&nbsp; Suddenly she gently bites into his shoulder to keep away a small scream as waves of heat rush over her body.&nbsp; Her climax lasts for several very long moments.&nbsp; Finally she realizes she is biting him and mumbles an apology, gently kissing the teeth marks she left in his skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:05:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A small gasp is all he lets out, his hand slowing bellow, allowing her to recover.<br>Gently moving his head so that he is facing her, Trey kisses Sara and murmurs through joint lips.<br>"It's okay."<br>His own manhood is straining against the tight swimming trunks, but he makes no move for now, simply holding her in his arms and watching her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:13:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara kisses Trey, her hands slowly running down his back.&nbsp; She pulls away just long enough to whisper, "Thank you," and then returns to kissing him again.&nbsp; Her orgasm had been wonderful, but it hadn't erased her need for him either so she tested the waters so to speak, moving her hands over his skin and deepening the kiss to see his reaction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:26:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving his hands to her behind, Trey pulls Sara slightly up, moving her so that their lips were on the same leves.<br>Slowly the hands slide down her thighs and he pulls the up placing them on his hips.<br>Pressing his groin to her, he allows her to feel his length though the stretched fabric between their skins.<br>Were it not fo rthe hands on his back, his kisses would push her away, his lips pressing into her at the edge of pain.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:31:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trying to touch every available patch of skin she can reach, Sara's hands wander over Trey's body, trusting him to hold her close.&nbsp; She kisses him back, just as hard, and begins to lick his lips with her tongue.&nbsp; Quite suddenly she pulls one hand down, placing it on his chest between them and exploring him there, steadily moving her hand lower and lower down his chest and stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:44:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hands trailing down his chest and stomach, cause the doctor to break away from the kiss for a second.<br>His eyes follow its path as he whispers.<br>"Oh God, thank you."<br>Pressing a hungry kiss into her, Trey feels fire wherever her finger touch his skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:48:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As their kiss increases in intensity, Sara's hand finally reaches its destination.&nbsp; Through his swim trunks, Sara carefully encloses her hand around his erect organ, gasping as she realizes how big and hard it is.&nbsp; She fumbles with the fabric to get it out of the way and then she is touching it skin to skin, her fingers trailing up and down it before enclosing him in her grasp again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 16:50:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His teeth close around Sara's lower lip as she grasps him in her hand.<br>Tongue moving to lick it gently, Trey tuggs the lip backward, curling his own lips into a smile<br>Mischief was clear in his eyes, as a soft moan escapes his throat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 17:07:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gasping again it took Sara just a tiny second to realize that she liked the way he had her lip between his teeth.&nbsp; Her eyes were full of happiness and desire at the same time, her hand clasped around him beginning to stroke him slowly up and down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 17:16:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He wanted her. Badly. Still, he held back, waiting, giving her time to reconsider.<br>But, her hand on him, her strokes, they told him it was now or never.<br>Breaking from the kiss, Treygently took her hands and placed them on the edge of the pool.<br>"Hold tight. I need to do something."<br>Taking the ankle cuffs, he dove bellow after making sure she could keep herslef aloft.<br>Fastening then to her ankles Trey emerged, sliding his tongue, up her body, staring at her knee and drawing it across her innerthigh, her mound, her belly and between her breasts.<br>Breathing heavily he looked her in the eyes.<br>"I want you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 17:22:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holding on to the edge of the pool tightly, Sara watched Trey, wishing he would hurry as he got everything ready for them.&nbsp; Finally he was before her again.&nbsp; "I want you too," she said, wrapping her arms around him again and kissing him hard, full on the lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 17:38:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gripping the edge of pool, Trey slipped his hand to Sara's thigh and lifted it up.<br>The other leg joined and with a bit of effort he locked the cuffs together, her ankles now joined behind his back.<br>Letting his trunks fall to the bottom, he broke off the kiss, placing his tip against her opening.<br>"Ready?"<br>Even as he said those words, his hands slowly pushed down upon her hips, pressing his head against her pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 17:50:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara waited, albeit impatiently, for Trey to finish preparations.&nbsp; When everything was ready and he was positioned just right, Sara replied, "Ready," in a voice breathless with anticipation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 18:13:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pulling Sara's hips down, Trey arched his back as he entered her. Pulling down, he does not stop until he rests well within her.<br>Pausing there to allow her a few seconds to adjust to his presence inside her, he bites his lower lip.<br>And then he pulls her up and starts moving her up and down, his hips moving in rhythm with the rocking motions.<br>With each thrust he penetrates her pussy a bit more.<br>"Oh....my....God....."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 18:24:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Throwing her head back, Sara's eyes close and she clings tightly to Trey's strong shoulders as he stretches and fills her.&nbsp; "Uh...huh..." she agrees with his sentiments.&nbsp; She only wished she could show him how much she wanted this, but without being in full control of her body she didn't know how to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 18:27:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trey leasns to bite, nibble and kiss Sara's neck as his thrusts become more forceful and faster.<br>Water splashing around them , his eyes take on a mad gleam.<br>One hand moves to cup her breast and press it to him, so that the nipple rubs against his skin with each thrust he makes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 18:49:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tilting her head to the side so that Trey can reach her neck easier, Sara moans louder, almost constantly now.&nbsp; "Oh...Trey," she manages to somehow say.&nbsp; She is wound so tight that she's afraid she might scream any moment now; his hard member thrusting so deep inside her is nearly splitting her in two.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 19:01:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trey slows his thrust down for a while, making each stroke long and slow, sliding his cock almost all the way out of Sara, only to push himself into her fast.<br>It down not last long, as he starts picking up the pace once more. With each thrust he feels the tension building deep inside him.<br>His lips seek hers as doctor's breathing becomes ragged. He is drawing close to point of no return fast and wants only one thing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 19:38:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gladly offering her lips to him, Sara kisses him greedily.&nbsp; She holds his head, pulling it closer to hers, so that she can kiss him deeper.&nbsp; Her other hand holds onto his back tight as if steadying herself, but really she just wants to feel his muscles as they ripple beneath his skin.&nbsp; Rhythmically she begins to squeeze her sex around his member, enjoying the way it makes her even tighter around him even though she already feels incredibly full.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>08-07-2006, 00:11:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trey gasps, nerly cuming as her inner muscles clench around his shaft, surprised by their strength.<br>His thrusts slow down, as he relishes each thrust he makes, licking her lips. Savoring her taste.<br>Still he is not far from the climax, feeling his sack growing tighter, but keeps pushing on, holding it back until she joins him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-07-2006, 00:56:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pulling away from their kiss, Sara places her mouth next to Trey's ear and quietly says, "I need...to...now."&nbsp; She wasn't quite sure how to word it, but she wanted him to know that she couldn't keep it away much longer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>08-07-2006, 01:02:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In return he merely whispered a single word, drawing it out as he pushed into her one final time.<br>"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssssssssssssssss."<br>Muscles in his back danced under her finger, as he throbbed within Sara.<br>Feeling his knees growing week, Trey kept on cumming inside her, unable to pull out. Unwilling to do so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-07-2006, 01:48:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At first Sara was so shocked that she pulled back to look at him.&nbsp; But the second she felt the first splash of his warm seed inside her she joined him.&nbsp; Sara cried out his name as she held onto him with an amazingly strong grip.&nbsp; Her pussy now clenched around him tightly of its own accord as her juices mixed with his.&nbsp; Unable to keep herself sitting up straight she fell forward onto his shoulder, struggling to control her urge to scream out his name again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>08-07-2006, 21:50:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As her convulsion and his throbbing subsided, Trey was unable to do anything. Even to breathe.<br>Hodling the girl close to his chest, the young man finally let the air out of his lungs, nearly sinking as all strength drained from his boy.<br>Light kisses planted on her shoulder, he slowly recovered.<br>Trey's hand cupped Sara's cheek as he moved to kiss her lips to just a second.<br>A weak smile on his lips he simply stared into her eyes.<br>"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>08-07-2006, 22:19:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling better than she ever had before, Sara held on tightly to Trey.&nbsp; "Why are you thanking me?" she asked in disbelief as her breathing slowed to normal.&nbsp; To her it seemed it should be the other way around.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>08-07-2006, 22:31:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled softly. Pressing her tight to his body, Trey lifted her slightly allowing his cock to slip out.<br>"I... I don't know. Just felt like it. I feel....happy. So happy."<br>The feel of her thighs around his waist felt divine. Hand went to her behind and he fondled it, wondering if how much of his fondling she really felt.<br>"I.. I am glad you enjoyed this, Sara. I was afraid your... condition would limit your pleasure. I wanted..... I needed you to enjoy this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-07-2006, 00:02:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm happy too," Sara said, laying on his shoulder, "I felt every bit of, Trey.&nbsp; Believe me," she added.&nbsp; Suddenly whispering in his ear she said, "And I like the way you touch me there, too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>09-07-2006, 11:41:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands simply glided over her smooth skin, caressing her behind and her upper thighs as Trey smiled.<br>A short kiss, no more than a brush of lips, before he replied.<br>"It was wonderful. And it was silly. And dangerous. And I would do it again, if I had the same choice."<br>A kiss on her shoulder. Then her neck, as Trey pulled her closer and rested her head on his shoulder.<br>"I hope I did not tire you out. Or maybe I hope I did just the thing. I want to make you melt. To turn your bones to water from pleasure."<br>Slowly he pulled her through water, moving towards the shallow part of the pull. But, he did not go out of the water. He simply sat there, resting his aching muscles with Sara in his lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>09-07-2006, 17:06:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would choose the same, too, Trey," she told him.&nbsp; "You did tire me out, you did make me melt.&nbsp; You made me feel things I've never felt before, Trey.&nbsp; In more ways than one."&nbsp; She rested in his arms, growing sleepy, her appetite sated.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>10-07-2006, 07:43:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For a minute or so, Trey said nothing. He simply held the girl in his arms and caressed her skin, leaving no part of her body unexplored.<br>His head rested on her shoulder as one hand went behind his back to unhook her ankles and allow her legs to relax.<br>It slid across her leg, caressing the skin, enjoying the silky feel.<br>"Sara, I know this may sound awful, but do you feel my touches here?"<br>His hand was on her ankle and slowly moving up, teasing her softly, hoping she would feel the tease.<br>"It's awful using a moment like this for therapy, but I want you to feel better. I want us to be able to enjoy each other fully."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>10-07-2006, 15:55:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara shook her head, "No, not there.&nbsp; And...it's okay, Trey.&nbsp; You're my doctor, it's your job, right?"&nbsp; She tried to sound lighthearted and teasing because she wasn't angry or anything, but she was still so completely happy with what they had done that her voice came out a little odd.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>12-07-2006, 12:49:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A mock expression of hurt appeared on Trey's face, though a hint of a smile lingered.<br>"Your doctor? I hoped I was something more now."<br>His hand moved up her leg teasing her knee, hoping it was not in vain, then up her thight and to her behind again.<br>"We need to get dressed. Nurse Amber will get suspicious. Wait for me here."<br>Lowering Sara on the step nest to him, the young doctor pushed himself into the deeper part of the pool and dived after their swimsuits.<br>Emerging, with both in his hand he swam back, slowly drifting towards her, only his eyes and his nose obove the surface.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>12-07-2006, 17:08:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara smiled and waited for Trey to return before she asked the question that was now bothering her.&nbsp; Staring into eyes, showing above the water, she wondered in typical female fashion what, if anything, this had meant or would mean for them now.&nbsp; While she watched him, she tried to move her legs, stretch them out before her, but it didn't do any good.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>13-07-2006, 09:43:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trey drifted to Sara and slid to a gentle stop, before her face.<br>The swimsuits were dropped next to her as his behind peeked out from the water.<br>"We have a bit more time, but lets keep these close."<br>He said nothing more, merely content to float near her and lazily caress her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-07-2006, 14:52:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara reached out a hand and ran it through his hair.&nbsp; "Trey," she asked, "what 'something more' were you talking about a minute ago?"&nbsp; Her voice was quiet yet nervous.&nbsp; She tried to close off what she was feeling to hide it from him because she was scared.&nbsp; She was afraid that this hadn't meant anything to him, whereas it had meant something to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>13-07-2006, 15:08:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And she managed to strike the vital point so easily.<br>His hands stopped moving and for several seconds his eyes tried to look away, but in the end he looked at her.<br>"What I meant is.... With you it is more. Not just doctor and patient. What we did..... It was diferent. I... I... I can't say I love you. I like you a lot. I care about you. For now, that is enough for me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>13-07-2006, 15:32:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara let out the breath she had been unaware she was holding.&nbsp; "That's...that's wonderful, Trey.&nbsp; I feel the same way.&nbsp; I like you very much, and this was special to me."&nbsp; She smiled, relieved that she wasn't just a one time thing and that he also wasn't pushing her for something she wasn't yet ready for.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>17-07-2006, 14:35:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment he looked confused, before a giggle erupted.<br>"Oh... Oh.... You mean.... Of course not. I would never.... I mean I like you, but I know you for only a couple of days. And I would not simply use you. I thought that was clear. But, it is okay."<br>Leaning for another short kiss, he simply floated in the water in front of Sara.<br>"Now, I just need to figure out how to get you out of here. And you need to figure out where you would like to go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>17-07-2006, 17:07:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good," Sara said smiling, "I was afraid...that...only once.&nbsp; And then I wouldn't see you again.&nbsp; I...want to be friends, Trey.&nbsp; And you're the only doctor I trust."&nbsp; She didn't think she was really making much sense, but she felt she had to try and explain.&nbsp; "Out of here?&nbsp; Out of the hospital you mean?" Sara asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>27-07-2006, 10:59:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No..... This is not just once. That would be... Well, I would never do that."<br>He smiled and nodded.<br>"Yes, out of the hospital. For a day. A walk in the park or something like that. We'll have to use the wheelchair, but with time it won't be necesary. We can even go somewhere and play that game of yours. Axis and Allies?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>27-07-2006, 23:28:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking positively joyful Sara giggled and said, "Yes!&nbsp; Axis &amp; Allies.&nbsp; That would be wonderful, Trey.&nbsp; Really wonderful.&nbsp; When?&nbsp; How soon can we do it?"&nbsp; If she had been a child she probably would have clapped her hands she was so excited, as it was she was grinning from ear to ear, her eyes were sparkling, and her cheeks were a healthy pink, a marked improvement from her normally pale hospital complexion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bad Steve</strong> on <strong>01-08-2006, 08:21:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had to laugh at her happiness. He enjoyed making her happy and that blush that crept to her cheeks was quite a sight.<br>"Perhaps on Monday? It will give me some time to prepare and to arrange for everything. Yes, Monday will do."<br>He would have three days to arrange for that little trip and that was plenty of time.<br>"Now, Sar, we really need to get dressed. Our time today is almost at an end, and nurse Amber will start wondering about why we are locked up soon."<br>He waited to see if she complained, but eventually he sliped her legs through the swimsuit and dressed her up rather fast. He did pause to fondle her briefly as he got to her behind and her breasts, with a grin upon his face.<br>Finally, he slipped his own trunks on and leaned for one final kiss for the day.<br>"Ready to go?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A full recovery (Purple and Bad Steve)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Purple</strong> on <strong>03-08-2006, 05:18:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Monday was good enough for Sara so she nodded, still smiling and just as happy as could be with everything.&nbsp; It was enough to temporarily make her forget that she was even in a hospital.&nbsp; She let him dress her, watching him with clouded eyes while he obviously enjoyed her body.&nbsp; "Ready whenever you are," she answered his question although she didn't speak the entire truth.&nbsp; She would much rather have stayed in the water with him, but she knew that was impossible.
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