Date: Thu, 22 Nov 2012 08:33:29 -0500
From: numlfl C <numlfl@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Healer
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My Healer
By Chris
Grace silently gazed out the passenger window as her sister
Maryanne, who also happened to be her best friend, drove her to the bus
depot. Maryanne wasn't her real sister, she didn't have any blood siblings,
she was actually her foster sister but between them, they were real
sisters.
Normally Maryanne was a talker but she was silent today, though
Maryanne had a hold her hand giving it a squeeze every once in a while.
This was all the communication that they needed as they had done all their
talking before they began this sad trip. Grace looked over from the window
looking at Maryanne's huge belly that almost reached the bottom of the
steering wheel. That made her smile knowing that Maryanne would soon be
busy taking care of Little Grace and not morning her death. They rode on
in silence until they arrived at the bus depot. When Grace looked back over
at Maryanne she saw the first tears running down her face. That wanted to
make her cry but she couldn't allow herself to do so, she had done all her
crying and now was the time to be strong for what she knew that she had to
do.
They both got out of the car, going over to the bus that was to take
Grace away. It was there that Maryanne made her final attempt to get her
to stop what she was going to do. Grace knew that it was coming and had
prepared herself for it.
"You know you can stay with Billy and me, we'll take care of you."
Maryanne said to her with tears rolling down her cheeks.
"No, you and silly Billy will have your hands full in a couple of
weeks with Little Grace, she is who you need care for now. She's going to
be your new best friend and I know you'll love her even more than you do
me." Grace told her as she leaned in giving Maryanne a hug and feeling
Little Grace give her a kick.
"See Little Grace wants you to stay," Maryanne said as she pulled
back placing her hand to her big belly.
Grace smiled as she reached down to feel Maryanne's belly where
Little Grace was still kicking. She then leaned back in giving Maryanne a
kiss on the cheek. "Now when Little Grace keeps you up all night fussing,
remember that's it's me whispering into her ear that you don't need any
sleep." Grace said with a smile.
"I will," Maryanne sobbed more that said as she had begun to really
cry.
Grace leaned down giving a kiss to Maryanne's belly feeling Little
Grace calm down and stop kicking. She then gave Maryanne a kiss and a last
hug holding onto her a moment just wanting to remember her sister and how
much she loved her.
Maryanne whispered into her ear, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, it's the way I want to go, now remember after this moment, you
morn no more for me, I'm going to be in a better place." Grace told her.
"I love you," Maryanne told her. "You're the best friend and sister
that a girl could ever have."
"I love you too, now take care of Little Grace and give her an extra
kiss every night for me." Grace told her giving Little Grace another kiss
through Maryanne's belly and then Maryanne a kiss before pulling away and
getting onto the waiting bus.
It was a struggle getting up the steps and she just hoped that she
had enough strength in her poor body to complete this last task that she
had set for herself. She sat down by the window looking out at Maryanne who
was crying so hard not even trying to wipe the tears away. She blew her a
kiss as the bus started forward and only after the bus was one the road did
Grace allow herself to shed the tears for the girl that made growing up in
a foster home bearable. Actually Maryanne had made it more than bearable;
she had made growing up there an adventure.
Grace put her head back against the head rest and she closed her
eyes. She let her mind wander back to when she five and was being escorted
up the steps to what would be her new home. She had been removed from her
parent's home because they had been arrested for dealing drugs. She was
scared to death as the door opened and there was a lady there with a big
smile welcoming her into her new home. The lady seemed nice but this wasn't
her home. Grace wanted to bolt from this house that smelled funny and
return to her own home that wasn't perfect but had to be better than what
she feared this place would be.
However this was the moment that would make everything okay. She
looked up to see this thin blond hair girl who was about her age come
bouncing down the stairs. She had this big smile on her face and suddenly
the house wasn't so scary. The girl came to her taking her hand and started
to pull her to the stairs. She said that her name was Maryanne and she was
so happy to have a new sister. Maryanne didn't give her much of a chance to
talk as she was doing all the talking while showing her the room that they
would be sharing. There was only one bed in the room so Grace knew that she
would also have to share the bed with this strange talkative girl. Once
Maryanne put all of Grace's clothes away for her, she grabbed her hand and
Grace found herself being dragged back down the stairs and outside to play
with her new sister and who would quickly become her best friend.
Grace eventually learned how to get Maryanne to quit talking and get
a few words in herself but for the most part she was content to just let
Maryanne jabber away. Maryanne was very carefree and fun loving so she was
the perfect friend to a quiet intra-perspective girl like she was. When
they moved into their teenage years, Maryanne began to talk about boys;
Grace found that she had no interest in them as she slowly began to realize
that she was attracted to girls.
She talked to Maryanne about this and Maryanne simply declared that
Grace was a lesbian and she was cool with that. Nothing changed between
them except Maryanne talked about all the cute guys in their school and
Grace talked about all the cute girls. This memory made Grace smile and
she knew that she would miss Maryanne but she knew that Billy was a good
man and would take care of her. She didn't like Billy at first, she thought
of him as just a silly boy thus she began to call him Silly Billy which
both Maryanne and Billy hated but Grace had to admit that Billy did make
Maryanne laugh and that he loved her best friend. But about then was when
Grace found her own first love and that made things better for her. She now
had things to tell Maryanne when they came back home from their respective
dates. Some nights they would stay up all night just talking about the love
that they had found. They were both happy for each other and that made them
grow even closer if that was possible.
And when they graduated high school Billy proposed to Maryanne and
so Grace proudly served as Maryanne's maid of honor when they went to the
justice of the peace to be married with just the three of them there. From
there, Maryanne went to work and made a home of hers and Billy's little
apartment while Grace went to college to study history, something that she
had always loved.
She smiled as she had these thoughts but soon the movement of the
bus put her to sleep. Her body was about drained, the last blood
transfusion that she was able to receive was over two weeks ago and its
effects were quickly wearing off. When she woke, it took her a moment to
regain her bearings and she realized that she had almost slept too
long. The bus had made its way into northern California and was moving
along the coastal highway. She got her things together which was only a
small bag with a few of her favorite clothes and things that she wanted
with her. She looked out the window at the ocean and she inhaled its
scent. It brought back the memory of when she and Maryanne had drove down
here when Maryanne got her driver's license. They had gotten one of Billy's
friends to get them a couple of beers. They stopped at this little
restaurant and got something to eat before walking into the woods and out
onto a bluff overlooking the ocean. They sat at the edge of the bluff
looking down at the big waves crashing onto the rocks down below them. They
only drank about half of their beers as they decided that they really
didn't like the taste of beer. But that wasn't the point; they drank
something that they weren't allowed to drink. It was a fun day and evening
that they spent together, just the two of them. So when Grace decided to
end her life her own way, rather than allowing the genetic disease that she
had been cursed with take her life, she knew this was the place to do
it. It held fond memories for her and Maryanne and someplace that Maryanne
could take Little Grace showing her where her namesake was.
The bus soon pulled off the road in front of a restaurant. This was
why she picked this bus to take, as it stopped near where she wanted to be
and she wouldn't have to walk very far. She waited for everyone to get off
the bus before getting off herself; she walked slowly while holding onto
the seats as she went up the aisle. She slowly stepped off the bus with the
bus driver's help. She stood there for a moment waiting for the bus driver
to go into the restaurant before she slipped off to the side of the
restaurant and into the woods.
She had to lean up against some of the trees to rest as she made her
way toward the bluff. She could feel her heart pounding and she just hoped
that it wouldn't give out before she made it to the buff. She eventually
made her way to the bluff where she had to rest for a moment. Once she got
her breath back, she pulled her bag up to her chest. She took in a deep
breath as she composed her thoughts.
She closed her eyes and thought about the items on her bag, a few of
her favorite outfits and her US history book that she so loved and what got
her into history when she was in high school. She was wearing her favorite
outfit, denim overall shorts and the pink tee shirt that Maryanne had given
to her. It had Bitch and Proud of It written across the front.
She then looked out at over ocean, to which she was about to give
her body. Again she took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. She felt
the ocean wind against her face and she could also feel the cool mist
coming up the cliff from where the waves crashed into the rocks far down
below. Slowly a calmness came upon her and she began to lean forward. She
felt at peace with herself as she began to fall forward.
She was just reaching the point of no return when she felt something
at her back grabbing onto the straps of her overalls. She felt herself
being pulled backwards as she yelled "What the fuck!"
Grace landed on her ass with a thump as she felt two arms engulfing
her body. The shock jarred her brain and it took her a moment to clear her
head. When she did, she found that she was sitting at the edge of the bluff
with a tan leg lying across her legs and an equally tan arm was wrapped
across her chest. She felt the other arm around her back with the hands of
those arms clasped together at her right side.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing!" Grace yelled as she
struggled against the person that had prevented her from ending her life
the way she wanted it to end.
"I'm saving you," Came from the soft voice woman that Grace could
now see was holding onto her tightly.
"I didn't ask for you to save me, I wanted to die my way." Grace
said turning her attention to the face of the soft spoken woman.
"I know you didn't ask me to save you but I couldn't let you die
when I could prevent your death." The young woman with soft caring light
blue eyes told her.
Grace wanted to scream at the stupid woman that no one could prevent
her death; it was going to happen and happen soon. However as she looked
into those soft caring light blue eyes, she felt the rage that she was
feeling inside of her dissipate a little. As much as she wanted to tell the
young woman to "Fuck Off" she couldn't.
Instead she found herself saying in a very calm tone of voice, "But
you can't save me, I have a very rare genetic blood disease that prevents
my blood from providing by body the nutrients that it needs to survive. I
was fine until a couple of years ago when some of my genes just seemed to
stop functioning and I got sick. A genetic research doctor at the
university that I was attending discovered what was happening to me. The
only thing that is keeping me alive is blood transfusions but I seemed to
have used up my allotment of them. So you see, I'm going to die soon no
matter what so please let me up so that I can die my way and not in some
bed wasting away until my body can no longer function."
"Well that does make my job more difficult but not impossible
however I do have a request of you. Once I have you well, I want you to
show me this world of yours and tell me about its history." The young long
black haired woman said.
Grace had to smile as there wouldn't be anything more she would love
to do, teach history but that was a dream that she would never be able to
fulfill. She thought for a second and then she figured that maybe if she
would humor this young woman then she would release her and she would be
able to complete the mission that she had set out to do, which was to die
her own way.
"I would love to do that," Grace said with what she hoped was a
sincere smile hoping that she was hiding her real intentions.
"Great," the woman said with a big smile that showed her perfectly
white teeth. "Now let me see what kind of shape you're in and what I'll
have to do to make you whole again."
The young woman relaxed her grip, placing her right hand just inside
the front flap of Grace's overalls and onto her belly. The left hand
released her arm going to her side holding onto her while not really
gripping her at all. Grace knew that her opening was coming as even the
young woman's legs seem to relax. She was just about to make her move when
she felt the young woman using her left hand to raise her tee shirt.
"Hey, what you doing?" Grace said with alarm in her voice.
"Shhhh... I'm just going to feel your heart. Now just relax and
breathe slowly so I can get a good feel for your body." The young woman
told her is such a calm soothing tone of voice that Grace found herself
obeying her.
She felt the woman's small warm hand touch her side and move up her
bony ribs. Grace saw the young woman frown as her face turned to one of
pure concentration. Grace waited for the young woman to frown and show her
disgust for her emancipated body but she never did. When her hand moved to
just under Grace's bra and thus over her heart, Grace felt a warmth began
to come over her body. It started from around her heart and radiated
outward from there. Grace found that her breathing was becoming less
labored and her heart rate slow down. Then something strange began to
happen as she felt like she was feeling stronger, not much stronger but
just a little.
Grace began to study this woman's face and into those blue eyes that
seemed to be looking into her body and not at her. Grace stared at this
woman's face who was somehow was making her feel better, not great but
better. The young woman had shoulder length black hair that was so shinny
that it almost giving off a blue tint in the bright sunlight. The woman
wasn't saying anything but then Grace began to hear a low hum come from the
woman. It seemed like it wasn't really coming from her throat but somewhere
deeper within her. Time seemed to slow down and all Grace could do was to
look at this woman's face who had her warm hand over her heart and she
almost believe that maybe this woman could help her but her mind couldn't
quite believe that. However somewhere in her heart that was feeling
stronger, she felt like the young woman could.
Eventually the young woman's hand began to move away from her heart
and her lips began to turn into a warm smile. "It looks like I got my work
cut out for me but then I've always loved a challenge. Come on; let's get
you someplace where I can heal you." She said to Grace as her smile got
bigger and Grace saw the confidence in the young woman's eyes.
"What's your name?" Grace said as she suddenly needed to know who
this woman was.
"Ahh.. I go by Hope here..." she said as her smile turned a little
shy that seemed to tell Grace more than what was sinking into her head but
then again, her head was pretty confused at that moment, wanting to believe
that Hope could heal her and fearful that she couldn't.
"What is your name?" Hope asked of her.
"I'm Grace," Grace told her wanting to say and ask more but her
brain had too many questions going through it that it couldn't form any
clear thoughts.
"Well Grace, let's get our asses off this wet grass and head to
someplace where I can do my healing." Hope told her pulling her arms away
and she moved her leg from across Grace's legs thus releasing her.
Grace knew that this was her last chance to dive off the cliff and
end the suffering that she had gone through for the past two years. However
for some reason that thought went out of her head as soon as it went into
it, instead she just sat there and watched as Hope stood up. She looked up
at Hope and really got a good look at this strange woman.
The sun reflected off of Hope's shinny black hair and the sun seemed
to make her eyes sparkle. Grace's eyes went down to what Hope was
wearing. The dress or whatever it was had long wide sleeves that went down
past Hope's elbows. The top part of her dress was form fitting around her
breasts showing that she had probably C size breasts and at the waist it
became free flowing again. The bottom part went down to her ankles where
Hope had on a pair of sandals. She didn't really see a seam and she wasn't
sure how it all came together but it appeared to be a wrap of some type.
However it was the colors that really set it off. There were designs in the
material that Grace had never seen in any clothing before. It drew your
eyes to it and the person within the dress but yet it didn't overpower the
person looking it, it seemed to show off the woman within the dress. All
Grace could think was that the dress and the young woman within the dress
were very beautiful.
When Hope lowered her hand down to Grace, she automatically reached
to taking the hand and letting Hope help her up. Hope bent down picking up
Grace's bag that she had dropped and then she picked up another large cloth
bag that seemed to be made of the same material as Hope's dress.
"Come on my dear," Hope said and it was then that Grace noticed that
Hope had an accent that she had never heard before. It wasn't any type of
American accent yet if also didn't have any type for foreign accent either
and she had met a lot of foreign exchange students while at the
University. Hope, she realized had been speaking slowly and carefully
pronouncing her words, yet they were clear and Grace had no trouble knowing
what Hope was saying to her.
"Where are we going?" Grace asked.
"I don't know someplace where you can rest and I can work." Hope
told her and then she gave Grace's hand a squeeze. She put both bags across
her shoulder and she kept a hold of Grace's hand as she began to walk
slowly back toward the restaurant.
Grace began to walk and she discovered that she had more strength in
her legs than she had before however they were still weak. Whatever Hope
had done to her did help but she knew that she was still very sick and she
still figured that she would die within a couple of weeks if not days. They
walked slowly and as they walked, Grace would try and glance over at
Hope. She was trying to be discreet and not give away that she was checking
this young woman out.
She was about her height, maybe an inch or so taller which would put
Hope at about five foot eight inches tall. She had nice breasts, being
what appeared to be C cup, larger than her own B cup which she doubt she
was even that now that she had lost so much weight. The next thing that she
noticed was that there wasn't any hair on Hope's arms, that she found
strange but maybe where she came from, she shaved their arms as well as
their legs. Her face and arms were just as tan as her legs were something
that Grace was a bit envious of.
As they walked further, Grace began to tired and she had to just
concentrate on putting one foot in front of the other. She was beginning to
wonder if she would make it back to the restaurant without having to ask
Hope to let her rest. She had to make several stops just getting to the
bluff so she figured that she would need at least that many if not more to
get back. However about the time that Grace was going to ask Hope to stop,
the woods opened up and they walked into the parking lot. Hope guided her
over to a bench, helping her to sit down. She put both of their bags beside
of Grace before telling her to wait there as she went in to find them a
ride to someplace that they could stay awhile.
The sun was high in the sky and the warmth it gave off warmed her
body. While she sat there, she knew that she had missed her chance to jump
off the bluff. There was no way that she could make it back there on her
own now. She was pissed at Hope for ruining her well laid out plans and now
she would be left to die the one way she didn't want to die. She had it in
her mind that she was going to cuss Hope out and demand that she take her
back to the bluff and allow her to complete her mission whenever Hope came
back out of the restaurant.
She got what she was going to say in her mind and was ready to say
it however when Hope did come out of the restaurant, she had a elderly
couple in tow. They both appeared to be in their eighties at the very least
and they also had big smiles on their faces. They looked like they would be
any child's dream grandparents. They had this kind and friendly expressions
on their faces and the lady was talking away to Hope. Grace knew that her
plans to demand of Hope to take her back so that she could dive off the
bluff just went back out the window. She wondered why today of all days
that she would have the bad luck of meeting the friendliest people on this
earth.
"Grace, this is Mr. and Mrs. Brantford, they know this little hotel
that rents by the month. They say that's it really nice and has a little
kitchen. They agreed to take us there." Hope told her with this big smile
on her face.
"Hope can I have a word with you in private," Grace said.
However before Hope could even say anything, Mrs. Brantford came up
to her and got a good look at her. "Oh honey child, you look ill, do we
need to take you to a hospital?" Then she put her hand to Grace's forehead
as if she was trying to see if she was running a temperature.
"No she'll be fine. I just need to get her some rest and some good
food." Hope told Mrs. Brantford.
"Well we need to move this child out of this hot sun, Herman go get
the car and let's get this poor girl where she can rest," Mrs. Brantford
told her husband who dutifully walked on into the parking lot.
Mrs. Brantford then sat down beside of Grace and took her left hand
in hers. She began to pat her hand with her own bony hand. "Now when we
get you to the motel, I want you to take a long nap and you...," she said
looking up at Hope, "...go get her some orange juice. I have a glass every
morning and I've never been sick a day in my life."
"I will ma'am," Hope said giving Mrs. Brantford a soft smile.
Mrs. Brantford then went on to tell Hope what to feed this "Poor Child"
while they waited for Herman to get the car. Grace began to get tired of
being called a child but to an eighty year old, she was still just a child.
The main problem was that Grace never got a chance to get that word
in with Hope. When Herman brought the car around, Mrs. Brantford insisted
on helping Hope get Grace to the car and Grace didn't have the heart to
tell Mrs. Brantford to let her be. Her intent was to die that day by diving
off the bluff and not being saved by some strange young woman and then
helped more by an eighty year old couple. But then again, by this moment
she was feeling so tired that she didn't have the energy to walk back to
the bluff. She could only hope that she would have enough energy to jump
tomorrow.
Mrs. Brantford insisted on getting into the back of the big car with
Grace and for the whole trip, she told Hope all the things that she should
feed this "Poor Child" to make her better. Hope played her part by seeming
to take it all in as Mrs. Brantford chatted away.
The hotel was about thirty minutes away and when they got there Hope
went into the office as Grace sat out in the car with Mr. and
Mrs. Brantford, who was patting Grace's hand the whole time. It only took
Hope about ten minutes to get a room and when she came back out, she
motioned for Herman to follow her. They circled around to the back of the
hotel and Grace saw that the hotel overlooked another bluff and she knew
that maybe she would be able to finish her mission after all. This gave her
some hope and she had to smile. Hope unlocked the apartment door before
coming out to get Grace who was already getting out of the car.
She started for the bluff while Hope got their bags however she was
so weak that Hope had more than enough time to get their bags, say goodbye
to the Brantford's, and still come to her and guide her back toward the
room.
"I need to have a word with you," Grace said as forcefully as she
could muster.
"I know you do but first I want to get you into the room to let you
lay down and then we can talk." Hope told her.
"I want you to take me back to my bluff!" Grace told Hope forcefully
this time.
"I know you do," Hope told her while guiding her through the door.
Grace glanced around and saw that while the place didn't look like
much from the outside, it look nice on the inside. It also smelled clean
and looked even cleaner. That part she liked but being trapped in this room
with this strange young woman was another thing.
"Come over here and lay down for me, I want you to rest," Hope told
her guiding her onto the bed and pretty much forcing her to lay back.
"I don't want to sleep," Grace told Hope feeling a bit of anger rise
within her.
"But I need for you to sleep..." Hope said and then she placed her
hand on Grace's forehead.
Grace started to reach up and slap Hope's hand away in a fit of
anger, however before she could even begin to do so; she felt something
change within her body. First the anger went away, and then she felt a calm
peace flow through her body, her eyelids got heavy, and then she fell into
a deep sleep. The last thing that she heard, which made no sense to her
was, "Sleep my sweet girl and let me heal your body..."
When she awoke, she found that she was now under the covers. She
looked over at the clock and saw that it was about eight-thirty and from
the way the light was coming from between the slightly opened curtains, she
figured that it was in the evening and the sun was setting. That meant that
she had been asleep about five or six hours. She didn't see Hope and she
started to call out to her but then changed her mind. She figured that now
was her time to make a run for it or at least what she could manage which
was more like a fast walk at best. She started to push down the covers when
she realized that she was naked under the covers.
"That bitch, she undressed me!" Grace said to herself. This really
pissed her off as she didn't like Hope doing that to her while she was
asleep and she couldn't see any reason for her to do so. She could sleep
just fine in her clothes. It was about this time that she realized that she
really had to pee, like any second. So she grabbed the light top bed cover
wrapping it around her body while she got out of the bed. She clutched it
around her as she made a dash to the bathroom, never realizing that she was
actually running. She got to the bathroom slamming the door behind of
her. She looked up and saw herself in the mirror in front of her.
However the person that was looking back at her wasn't the same
person that she had seen in the mirror for the last couple of years. The
girl that was now looking back at her didn't have dark circles under her
eyes. The sunken pasty toned cheeks were replaced with ones that while not
exactly full at least had some meat to them and had that rosy tones that
she loved. She opened the bed cover that she had wrapped around her and she
saw a body that she also hadn't seen in two years. Her sagging breasts were
back to their normal firm form, and while still small at least she had
breasts again. She looked on down at her body and though she was still too
thin, she saw that she had meat on her bones again and actually a little
fat on her lower belly.
She looked back up at her face putting her hands to her cheeks just
to make sure that it really was her own body that she was looking at. When
she felt her hands, no longer ice cold, touch her cheeks, she said aloud,
"Oh MY God!" Then she felt faint and her bladder let go.
The next thing she felt was a slight cool breeze behind her and then
a pair of strong hands taking a hold of her sides. They held her up and
Grace heard the toilet lid being put down and then she felt herself being
guided over to the toilet. She felt the cold seat upon her bare ass and
that seemed to revive her a little bit.
Grace then heard water running in the sink and she felt a warm wash
cloth moving along her legs and her thighs, cleaning the pee from them. A
moment later she felt that warm wash cloth at her pussy, wiping the pee
residue away. Grace was too much in shock to care that she was naked and
that Hope was touching her where she was. However she was beginning to come
out of her shock so she was able to see Hope place that wash cloth on the
edge of the sink and then she got another one, letting it get wet under the
running water from the sink. This time, Hope used the clean wash cloth on
her face and Grace could feel the kind caring hands wipe her face and neck
off.
"What... What did you do to me?" Grace shuddered out in barely more
than a whisper.
"I healed your body," Hope told her simply like she was stating the
obvious. "Well at least to the point that your body can take over and do
the rest on its own."
"How?" Grace asked while Hope moved the wash cloth down to her
shoulders and then over to her back.
"Oh I used a little of this and a lot of that, it's nothing. The
main thing is that you're able to now able to complete your promise to me."
Hope said while continuing to rub her back with the wash cloth.
"What promise?" Grace had to ask, completely confused about
everything.
"The one to teach me about your history, the one you made to me if I
could heal you. I did so and once we build your endurance up a little more
we can begin our journey." Hope told her with a soft smile.
"Oh," Grace said vaguely remembering that promised that she had just
made a few hours before but for some reason, it seemed so long ago now.
Hope's hand was now on her stomach, wiping it off and keeping Grace
off balance as she was feeling the warm wash cloth yet she didn't
completely. "How did you heal me in a few short hours, are you some kind of
faith healer or have you twisted my mind into seeing something that really
isn't there?" Grace asked as Hope was now moving the wash cloth around her
breasts and that was making a connection with her, enough for her to
realize where Hope was touching her. Grace gently pushed Hope's hand away
and she saw that Hope didn't seem to mind. She just sat back on her heels
on the bathroom floor.
"Mmmm...," Hope said, "No I'm not a faith healer, I'm not religious
in any way. And you really are healed, you body is functioning the way
that it's suppose to function. I didn't do it in a few of your hours; it
took a bit longer than that."
"How much longer?" Grace asked now completely confused.
"Well..." Hope said pausing for a moment while getting to her
feet. She seemed to be thinking this over. It was a simple question and
Grace couldn't figure out why it took her so long to answer.
"I would say about six weeks, give or take a week," Hope said
smiling at her while she leaned over to mop Grace's pee from the floor with
the bed cover that was laying there.
"I've been asleep for a month and a half?" Grace asked
disbelievingly.
Hope had to think again before she answered as she looked up from
the floor while finishing getting Grace's pee up, "Yea, I guess that is
about right."
"Did you drug me?" Grace asked.
"No I don't use drugs, I just things natural and my own abilities,"
Hope told her standing up and putting the bed cover in a laundry hamper.
"Oh I see," Grace said though not seeing at all. She was completely
confused by it all and she wasn't sure what she believed, if
anything. However her body had changed and she did feel stronger, that was
real.
"I tell you what why don't you take a long hot shower and I'll mix
us up a fresh batch of my nutritious porridge." Hope suggested giving her a
soft smile.
"I am hungry..." Grace said feeling her stomach growl at the mere
mention of food.
"Great," Hope said going to the shower and turning on the hot water
for Grace.
Grace sat there on the toilet just watching Hope adjust the water
temperature for her. Once it seemed to be of the right temperature for
Hope, she stood back and held out her hand for Grace. "Come on and I'll
help you in."
Grace started to reach out for that hand but then she came to the
realization that she had been sitting there this whole time nude, something
she wasn't comfortable doing around strangers. Grace put the legs together
and she used her right hand that she was about to give to Hope, across her
breasts. "I'll get it from here, thanks." She said to her feeling shy being
the only one naked.
"Okay," Hope said showing her disappointment for a second. "You take
your shower and I'll get to work in the kitchen." Then her slight frown
turned to a smile before she walked out of the bathroom however she left
the door open.
Grace waited for Hope to leave before she got up. She started to
close the door but then didn't, instead she went to the shower, stepping
inside before closing the clear glass doors. She stepped up under the water
and she let the water run over her body, her new body that she couldn't
believe that was real. As she stood there, she felt her stomach growl again
and she realized that she was very hungry, this was something normal for
her as she was always hungry. The problem before was that no matter what or
how much she ate, she never got the benefit of that food no matter how good
it was for her. And the more she thought about her hunger, the more she
wanted a big juicy cheese burger and lots of fries. The more she thought
about it, the more she wanted it.
She opened the shower door a few inches, enough for her to stick her
head out, "Can we go out and get a cheeseburger instead?" She asked.
A minute later Hole came walking in and Grace turned her body a
little so Hope wouldn't have a clear view of her. "Don't you like my
cooking?" Hope asked with a smile.
Grace answered without thinking, "No I hate it, it taste terrible."
Grace then realized what she had said and while she knew it was true, she
didn't have any clue as to how she knew it. She looked at Hope figuring
that she had hurt her feelings but to her surprise, she saw that she
hadn't.
"Well it is an acquired taste but it is also what you need to finish
getting better." Hope told her with her expression that reminded Grace of
one of her doctors making a point that indicated that while they
disapproved, they were going along with her request. "I'll make you a deal,
you pick one meal a day and I pick the other two."
"Okay," Grace said finding herself agreeing when she would rather
pick all the meals but something made her agree with Hope as if she knew
that Hope was right.
Grace closed the shower door, seeing Hope hesitate for a moment
before she saw Hope leave the bathroom leaving her alone again. Grace
picked up the bar of soap and a wash cloth that were in the tray. She wet
the wash cloth and got the bar of soap before beginning to wash her
body. She started with her stomach and she could actually feel some fat
there. She moved the wash cloth up to her breasts and they really were like
they were before she got sick. She had breast tissue there and they were
firm like they once were. She ran the wash cloth over both of her breasts
feeling her nipples get hard, something that hadn't occurred in a
while. She could almost feel herself get aroused so she stopped knowing
Hope was just outside the open bathroom door.
She moved the washcloth over to her ribs on her right side and they
weren't as bony as before. She could still feel them but they weren't
sticking out against her skin. She found herself smiling as she discovered
her new body. When her hands went down to her ass, she found that she
actually had an ass. She did love having her old body again; however she
was still confused as to how she got it.
She was going to get to the bottom of this and find just how Hope
had been able to cure her, if she had cured her. That she still wasn't
convinced of yet. There was always the possibility that she had just given
her a series of blood transfusions that would eventually wear off and she
would be back to where she was. If that was the case, then she wanted to
die now before her body began to deteriorate again. She just couldn't go
through that again.
She finished washing and she noticed that there was a razor and
shaving cream on the tray. She picked up the shaving cream putting it on
her right leg. She shaved it as quickly and carefully as she could. Then
she did the other leg feeling like she was a woman again. She quickly
shaved her underarms before rinsing off. She turned off the shower and
reached out getting a towel that she used to dry her body while standing in
the shower. She then stepped out with the towel wrapped around her
body. When she stepped in front of the mirror, she was prepared for what
she was going to see however it still seemed unreal to her. She had gotten
used to seeing her body ravaged by her genetic disease and this was just
too much to get her mind around. She dried out her hair that had its body
back. There were times she hated her hair because it was so full of body
that she couldn't do anything with it but today, she loved it again.
She heard Hope moving around in the little apartment and she
realized that she needed to get dressed, besides her stomach was growling
again and she wanted something to eat, like a big juicy hamburger with lots
of fries smothered in ketchup.
She looked around and realized that she had no clothes to put
on. She started to go out and get some but decided that it was better that
that she stayed in the bathroom, so that she could dress there.
"Hope, would you bring me my clothes?" she called out.
A moment later, Hope appeared at the door, not with her clothes in
her hands but a dress something like what she was wearing. "There's a
little problem with your clothes..." Hope told her.
"You didn't throw them away did you?" Grace asked her a bit upset.
"Oh no," Hope said, "I didn't touch any of your things, everything
you had with you are still in your bag."
"Then what's the problem, just bring me my bag and I'll find
something to wear," Grace told her getting a little impatient with Hope.
"They won't fit you, there're all too small." Hope told her and
Grace remembered that as her body weakened and she got thinner, she had to
buy smaller and smaller clothes, up to the point that she had to buy
clothes from the young women's section of the stores.
"I did fix one of my outfits for you. You can wear it until we can
get something that you'd want to wear." Hope said handing the outfit to
Grace.
Grace knew it was either that or go out wearing a towel and that
wasn't really an option so she took the offered dress. "What about panties
and a bra?" She asked.
Hope gave a shy smile as she said, "I don't have any of those."
Grace didn't like going out without panties or a bra but again she
was out of options. "Okay but I do want to get some panties and bras to
wear."
Grace waited for a moment and then Hope seemed to get the message as
she turned and walked away. Grace waited until she saw that Hope was out of
sight before undoing the towel and setting it on the counter. She took
another look at her body marveling at how she looked before held up the
dress in front of her. She had to admit that it was pretty and it looked
like that it would fit her.
She looked the dress over and she tried to figure out how to put it
on. She hung the dress on a hook that was on the back of the bathroom
door. She had to look for a moment before she realized that the dress was
one that a woman would wrap around her body much like some skirts that she
had did. However she couldn't find any buttons or snaps to undo to open the
dress. She looked from the bottom and she figured the she would just slip
it over her body. So she took the dress from the hanger and started to slip
it on. The bottom of the dress slipped over her shoulder but once she got
to the waist, it wouldn't go any further. It was too tight and she didn't
want to tear the dress so she pulled it back off. She looked again for a
button or snap to undo the dress but again, she couldn't find anything and
she didn't want to start to pull on it. She knew then that she had only one
option if she didn't want to go around naked and she didn't. The only
thing was that would mean that Hope would see her naked again.
Grace opened the door a crack and called out, "Hope can you tell me
how to open this dress?"
"I can but it would be easier to show you. It can be a little
complicated the first time you put it on." Hope said from just the other
side of the door so Grace figured that Hope was expecting to be called to
help her.
"Mmmm... well okay," Grace replied after thinking about it for a
second and coming to the conclusion that she had no other options.
Grace opened the door and she saw that Hope was smiling and her eyes
were on her face and not her body which made her feel a little better. She
did notice that Hope did glance at her as she took the dress from her and
that gave her a bit of a nice feeling.
Hope then went to the left side of the dress. "You see this here,"
Hope asked showing a little seam that Grace didn't see before.
"Yes," Grace said.
"Well you can pull this away and it comes apart." Hope said while
showing her by opening the dress.
"It won't tear?" Grace asked amazed that the dress would come apart
like that.
"No honey, it's fine. Now get in front of the mirror and let me get
behind of you. That way I can show you how to put it on and adjust it to
fit you." Hope told her and she stepped back. Grace moved in front of the
mirror looking into it as Hope stepped in behind of her.
"Here put you arms through the arm holes," Hope told her and she did
so.
Hope stepped in closer and Grace felt Hope's body pressed against
her body. It felt kind of nice and gave her a peaceful feeling and a bit of
calmness even though she was naked but one look in the mirror showed Grace
that Hope's concentration was on showing her how to put the dress on.
"The first thing that you must do is to pull this end across your
body and depending on how far you pull it, the tighter or looser the top
will be." Hope told her as she pulled the right side of the dress across
Grace's body covering her right breast.
"And then you pull the left side back across your body," Hope told
her as she did so and now her body was covered with the top making a V at
the top however Hope had pulled it up enough so as not to show any of her
cleavage for which she was grateful.
Hope then let go of her stepping back. Grace immediately grabbed
onto the dress to keep it from falling back open. Grace looked into the
mirror and she saw Hope grinning at her just a little so Grace let go of
the material. She immediately saw that it stayed in place and that confused
her but everything had confused her since she had woken up.
"What's holding it together?" Grace asked her.
Hope seemed to hesitate for a moment before saying, "It's a new
material that clings to itself." She said and Grace gave her another
confused and concerned look.
Hope then immediately added, "Don't worry it won't come apart on you
until you pull it back apart. You're perfectly safe to walk around in it."
"Okay," Grace said not completely believing her but something in
Hope's eyes and her facial expression did go a long way in making her trust
what she said.
"You know you look pretty in that, the colors do match your skin
tone," Hope told her after she had turned away from the mirror and was now
facing her.
Grace felt grateful as it had been a long, long time since anyone
had called her pretty. "Thank you," Grace said feeling her face warm at the
compliment.
"And if you want to look even sexier, you can adjust how you wrap
the dress to show a little more on top." Hope told her with a bit of a
twinkle in her eyes.
Grace looked down and saw how that might just work, and it would
make her look a little sexier but that wasn't something that she would
normally do. "Yes..." Was all she could say as she looked into Hope's warm,
caring eyes. There was something about those eyes that made her feel so
safe and in peace with herself. It was like all was going to be okay, when
Hope was there.
"Ah... maybe we need to get going..." Grace said getting the
conversation away from how she looked.
"Yes we do, we've got to put some food in that belly of yours," Hope
said with a smile while patting Grace's belly making Grace grin even though
she tried not to do so.
Hope gave her a soft smile before turning away and going to her
large bag, where she pulled a small bag that seemed to be made from the
same material and was just as colorful.
"How we going to get there, do we need to call a cab?" Grace asked
while following Hope to the door.
"No we're taking your car." Hope told her with a grin.
"My car, I don't have a car." Grace said giving a look to Hope that
pretty much said that she thought that Hope was crazy.
Hope just smiled while opening the door and Grace saw a small red
and somewhat strange looking car just outside of the door. "When did you
get that?"
"Oh I had it delivered while you were asleep, we needed something
for you to use to take me around your country and show me your history."
Hope said with a smile. "I do hope that you don't mind that I used it while
you slept, but I did borrow it to go get the things that I needed to make
for you to eat. And let me tell you, they were hard to find."
"No I don't mind you using it," Grace said with a smile, not knowing
what else to say.
"Good, then let's go get you that nasty cheeseburger," Hope told her
as she wrinkled her nose at the idea of eating something that she seemed to
know wasn't going to be good for her.
"Just wait till you taste that, you won't be wrinkling your nose at
it." Grace said with a smile.
"Oh no, I'm getting a salad," Hope told her.
"Nope if I got to eat what you want then you got to eat what I
want," Grace told her standing her ground on this point, both literary and
figuratively as she wasn't moving from the doorway that she was standing
it.
Hope turned and looked at her, staring at her for a moment before
she smiled, "Okay, I'll do it your way. I might as well learn about your
foods as well as your culture."
"Good," Grace said with a grin, liking that she had won one battle
with this strange young woman that seemed to have so much control over her
with her ability to make her feel like going along with her was the right
thing to do.
Grace stepped from the doorway of the little apartment, starting to
head toward the passenger side of the strange looking little red car
however Hope was already going in that direction, so that meant that Hope
expected her to drive. It had been a while since she had gotten to drive
and she had to admit that the thought excited her. It was like another part
of her life that had been taken away from her was given back. So she
changed directions, going to the driver's side of the car. She opened the
door and she started to get in but then she stopped as the inside didn't
look like any car that she had ever driven before. And in the back, Grace
saw that Hope had a nice supply of the things that she had been fixing for
them to eat so she knew that she wouldn't get out of eating it for a long
while.
"Come on, get in, I'll tell you how to drive it." Hope told her
giving her a big smile as if she knew what Grace was thinking.
"Where did you get this car?" Grace asked while she was slipping in
behind the steering wheel.
"I brought it with me from where I came. However when I got here I
decided to just take buses and trains to get around so that I could meet
more of your people and learn from them. However once I started to heal
you, I decided that maybe it could be of some use after all." Hope told
her.
"Just where are you from?" Hope asked as she looked around the
dashboard trying to figure out just what was what.
"A long, long way from here," Hope told her and going no further
than that.
"That doesn't tell me much," Grace told her giving her a frown.
"I know," Hope said again giving her that reassuring smile that she
had which made Grace worry less about what she wasn't telling her.
"So how do I drive this thing," Grace said feeling her stomach growl
thus putting off pressing Hope about where she was from until later.
"You just use the gear shift to put it into reverse and hit the gas
pedal." Hope told her.
"No keys to start it?" Grace asked.
"No, you don't need them." Hope said with that same soft smile.
"Aren't you afraid that someone will steal it?" Grace asked not
moving to put the car in gear.
"No, it's programmed for me and once you grasp the steering wheel,
it'll be programmed for you. No one else will be able to drive it." Hope
told her.
"Okay if you say so..." Grace replied not the least bit convinced in
what Hope was telling her about the car. She hesitated for a second before
she tentatively took a hold of the steering wheel. She saw a light on the
dash briefly light up and it showed some strange looking word but before
she could really focus in on it, it went out.
"Good now put the car in reverse," Hope told her.
Grace did so and she saw an R appear to the right side of the
dash. She then slowly pushed down on the gas pedal feeling the car back
up. She let out a squeal not expecting it to move without starting it so
she immediately hit the brake.
"What is this, an electric powered car?" Grace asked.
"No actually it runs on air," Hope told her seriously.
"Yea, right..." Grace replied not believing her in the least though
Hope appeared to be serious.
"No it actually does, it's a new type car that is being developed,"
Hope told her.
"Okay if you say so," Grave told her still not believing what she
was being told. There was no way a car could run on air. She had never
heard of anyone trying to develop such a car. However she was hungry and
she didn't want to argue, so she glanced around her and not seeing any cars
pulling out or coming in, she gently pushed on the gas pedal backing out of
their parking space. She also noted that the engine made no noise at all.
"So where're we going?" Grace asked.
"Go to your right, I believe that there's a restaurant a short
distance down the road." Hope told her and Grace noted that Hope didn't
take them back toward the restaurant by the bluff. She obviously wasn't
taking any chances there.
Grace pushed down on the gas pedal and the small car moved forward
onto the road. She saw that in the center of the dash board was a digital
speedometer reading out her speed in mile per hour, below that was the
speed in kilometers like most new cars had. However this car also had a
third speed listed and it was in characters that made no sense. She wanted
to ask what that was but she decided it was best for her to just
concentrate on driving this weird car. She got up to about fifty miles per
hour and still she heard no sound, except for the air rushing by their open
windows. Hope didn't talk while Grace was driving which was fine with her,
she was too confused by everything that had happened to her since she had
woken up so she just drove and Hope appeared to be content to look out the
window and take in the scenery.
About twenty minutes later, they entered a small town. Hope directed
her to the restaurant that she had seen. Grace pulled into an open parking
space and the put the car into park. The windows rolled up on their own
scaring Grace a bit and making Hope smile at her. Grace opened the door and
got out while Hope was doing the same. Grace closed her door expecting to
hear a click indicating that the doors were locked but nothing
happened. Hope had started toward the front of the car so Grace quickly
caught up with her.
"Don't worry, no one will steal the car," Hope told her making Grace
wonder how Hope knew what she was thinking.
"Okay," Grace said turning her attention to the delicious smells
coming from the restaurant.
"God, I'm hungry," Grace said to herself but she said it louder than
she meant to.
"We'll get something to fill that belly of yours soon," Hope told
her giving her a sweet smile.
"I don't know why I'm so hungry but I am," Grace told her.
"You're body is trying to finish healing itself, and to do that it
needs the nutrients that food provides." Hope told her.
Grace stopped just before they got to the door, "Is it really
healing itself?" She asked hoping that Hope would give her a positive
answer and that it would be something that would make her believe her.
"Your body is going to be fine, you're not sick anymore, you just
need to build it back up," Hope told her while putting her hand on Grace's
forearm and giving it a reassuring squeeze.
"Okay, I believe you," Grace said with a small smile as she was
beginning to believe in what Hope was telling her but not completely, at
least not yet.
They went on into the restaurant and since it was still early in the
evening, they were seated immediately. A moment later, their waitress came
to their table to take their order.
"We'll both have the large cheeseburgers, fries and large sweet teas
to drink," Grace told the waitress before Hope could even look at the menu.
Hope looked up at her, arching her eyebrows a little, "You told me
that I could pick what we eat for one meal a day." Grace said with a
grin. "And I told you we were eating cheeseburgers tonight.
"So I did," Hope told her with a smile.
"Have you ever had a cheeseburger before?" Grace asked her.
"No I haven't and I admit that I'm looking forward to it." Hope said
giving Grace a genuine smile that made Grace feel a little better about
ordering for them both.
"So why do you want to know about our history?" Grace asked of Hope,
just as the waitress brought them their teas.
"Do you know much about the history of your country?" Hope asked of
her without answering Grace's question.
"Do I know much about our history?" Grace asked back with a big grin
on her face. "I was a history major in college before I had to drop out. I
love history and hope one day to teach it."
"Well it looks like I picked the right person to show me around then
didn't I?" Hope replied with a smile.
"Yes you did," Grace told her and then she hesitated before asking,
"Did you already know that about me?"
"No I knew nothing about you when I saw you on the bus. I just saw
someone that was in trouble and needed my help and I couldn't keep myself
from helping you." Hope told her.
"I guess that it was my good luck that you did see me and then cure
me..." Grace said before pausing for a second, "...if you were able to cure
me."
Hope didn't frown as she expected for her to do, instead she just
gave Grace a soft smile, "Still not convinced are you?"
"I want to and I'm beginning to believe. It's just that I know how
sick I was and that there wasn't any medicine that could help me. There are
just too few people in this world who have my disease and most never make
it past their first birthday so no one will invest in trying to find a
cure. And I know that I was close to dying and then I wake up with a new
body and find out that I have been asleep for six weeks. It's just all too
confusing for me right now to believe anything completely." Grace told her.
"I understand and you were very close to dying. I was a bit worried
myself but you're all right now. And I think that as the days pass and you
get stronger and not weaker, it'll make it easier for you to believe." Hope
told her while reaching over and putting her hand on Grace's hand.
The hand felt warm to Grace and she felt more reassured about it
all. Grace was content to just let Hope hold her hand and she did however
since the restaurant wasn't busy, their cheeseburgers soon arrived.
"I think I could eat both of these and the fries too," Grace said
almost feeling her mouth water just looking down at her juicy cheeseburger.
"Well go ahead," Hope said pushing her plate toward her.
"Oh no, once you have one bite, you'll never think about giving away
your cheeseburger ever again." Grace told her pushing Hope's plate back
toward her.
Grace then reached out for the salt and had it in her hand when Hope
reached out and gently taking her wrist. She shook her head "No" while
giving her a smile. Grace wasn't going to argue so she let Hope take the
salt away from her however she did immediately pick up the ketchup bottle
putting some on her plate despite Hope's frown. So she reached out pulling
Hope's plate toward her enough so that she could put some ketchup on Hope's
plate making Hope laugh at her.
"Now eat up," Grace said before picking up her own cheeseburger and
taking a bite. She then mumbled something out as she chewed.
"What?" Hope said still not having taken a bite of her own
cheeseburger.
Grace tried to smile as she chewed and as soon as she was able to
swallow, she said, "I said, Oh god is this good!" then she giggled.
"Now eat... Please..." She said to Hope.
Hope gave her a smile before picking up her cheeseburger and taking
a smaller bite. Grace held her breath as she waited for Hope to carefully
chew and swallow.
"Well?" Grace asked when Hope didn't say anything.
Hope still didn't say anything; instead she picked up a French Fry,
dipping it in the ketchup and she put that into her mouth. Only after
eating the fry and washing it down with a sip of her tea, "Well this may
not be good for either of us, I do believe that just maybe, we'll have to
have this again." Hope said somewhat dryly which disappointed Grace more
than a little.
"Don't you like it?" Grace asked.
Hope looked at her as if she was trying to decide if she really did
or not before her face broke into a big grin and she gave out a little
laugh, "Yes I love it. They both taste great."
"Oh you had me scared for a second," Grace said frowning at her but
then smiling.
"I know but I just had to tease you a little. However this isn't
something either of us need to eat every day." Hope told her.
"I know but I'm going to enjoy it tonight!" Grace said taking
another big bite of her cheeseburger.
"So am I!" Hope told her and this time, she did take a bigger bite
of her cheeseburger and she was smiling as she did so.
Neither of them talked much as they ate, at least not until they
both had pretty much demolished their cheeseburgers. That was went Grace
felt her belly getting almost too full and she had to slow down. Hope began
to ask her about what she had studied in both high school and at the
university. This of course got Grace to talk as there was nothing she liked
better than to discuss and even argue about history. They talked or rather
Grace talked until they had finished their cheeseburgers and most of their
fries, leaving a few as they had no more room in their bellies to put
another one in there.
"I would offer to pay at least half but I have no money," Grace said
as they were getting up and Hope had picked up their ticket.
"It's okay, I got plenty of money and besides you're doing me a
service by showing me around and telling me about your history. I don't
think I could have picked a better teacher than you." Hope told her and
Grace realized that Hope was being very serious in her compliment.
"Thank you, I hope that I can live up to your expectations of me."
Grace told her blushing just a little but also feeling proud that she had
impressed Hope so much with what little that she had told her.
"Of that I have no doubt," Hope said while reaching out and grasping
her hand and giving it a squeeze before letting it go.
When Hope got to the cashier, she pulled out a stack of money from
her dress pocket. The bills were folded over but from what Grace could
tell, there had to be a couple of thousand dollars there. Hope peeled a
hundred dollar bill from the stack of money handing it to the cashier who
like Grace was staring at the money that Hope had in her hand. Grace looked
around hoping that no one saw the money. She was glad to see that no one
seemed too have noticed but all the same, she wanted t get out of there as
quickly as they could.
Once they had gotten out of the restaurant and after a couple of men
had passed by them going into the restaurant, Grace stopped Hope as she was
heading toward the strange car. "Do you mind if I give you a piece of
advice?" Grace asked though she had planned on giving it to her anyway.
"No please do," Hope said before she began heading toward the car
again with Grace walking close beside of her so that no one would overhear
her.
"When you go to pay for something, just take out as much money as
you need. You don't need to flash that much money around. You never know
when someone is watching and will try to rob you." Grace told her.
Hope stopped for a moment to think and then she began to walk again,
"I'll remember that... Do you think someone would really try and rob me?"
"For that much money, in a flash, I wish we could say that we are
better than that but we're not. There are lots of people who would kill you
for that much money," Grace told her.
Hope frowned for a second and then she smiled, "Thank you for
telling me, maybe I should let you take care of the money and let you pay
for things." Hope suggested. Grace thought that she was kidding for a
second but then she saw that Hope was obviously very serious.
"Oh no I can't do that, it's your money and I don't want to be
responsible for it. What if some of it came up missing..." Grace told her
just as they got to the car.
"Would you steal from me?" Hope asked of her from the passenger side
of the car.
"Of course not, I don't want any of your money," Grace told her
feeling a little hurt that anyone would think that she could steal.
"I didn't think so," Hope said with a knowing smile that made Grace
worry as she had every right to do so.
Hope got on into the car and when Grace slid into the driver's seat,
Hope had the stack of money out and was handing it to her. "Here you go;
now you can pay for everything from now on."
"No I said I didn't want to," Grace told her pushing Hope's hand
down and away from her.
"I know but I think it's safer for you to handle the money," Hope
said and then she turned and leaned over. She put her hand to Grace's side
and as Grace watched, she opened a pocket in the dress Grace was wearing
and she pushed the money in it. "Now when you run out, just let me know
and I'll give you more."
"But..." Grace said looking down at the pocket that she didn't even
know existed until then.
"No buts'," Hope said with a smile and then to change the subject,
"I think we need to take a walk when we get back, we both need the
exercise."
"I don't want to..." Grace started to protest but Hope stopped her.
"You don't want to take a walk?" Hope asked with her face in a frown
like she was disappointed in her.
"No I do want to take a walk, but I..." Grace was staying when Hope
gave her an even bigger frown stopping her in midsentence.
"Good then we'll talk a long walk before bed; now take us back to
our sleeping place." Hope told her a she turned back forward.
"Okay," Grace said while thinking that one way or another that money
was going back to Hope. She put the silent car into reverse and back out
of the parking place.
"I found a pathway that goes down to the beach, it's a little steep
but I think we can manage," Hope pronounced and she said so in a way that
suddenly made Grace look forward to the walk and forget for a moment about
the money as she pulled out onto the highway and got them headed back
toward the apartment.
"Okay, I'm game," Grace said with a smile, now that her belly was
full, she was feeling a burst of energy that she hadn't felt in a long,
long time.
"We'll just walk a little while tonight and maybe in the morning, we
can walk a little further. I don't want you to overdo it this first day,"
Hope told her and again, Grace could almost hear a doctor in Hope coming
out.
"And what happens if I overdo it tonight?" Grace just had to ask to
see what Hope would tell her.
"Then you won't be able to get out of bed in the morning." Hope said
and Grace glanced over at Hope to see if she was serious and she saw that
she was. This just took all the promise of a new life right out of her.
"Oh," Grace said feeling suddenly depressed and her face obviously
showed that feeling.
"No honey, I didn't mean it that way," Hope said and Grace felt
Hope's hand on her arm squeezing it. "I just meant that after pretty much
lying in bed for as long as I had to keep you there, your muscles will be
strained and you'll be sore from your little toe to every hair on your
head."
"So it won't undo whatever you did to make me well if..." Grace
asked her.
Hope gave out a little laugh, "What do I have to do to convince you
that you're better now?"
Grace had to think that over for a moment as she drove down the
highway, she wasn't sure that she had an answer but slowly she knew what
the answer was and it was the answer to most questions, "Time... give me
time to believe."
"I can do that and while you take that time, you can begin to teach
me what I came here to learn." Hope told her with a smile.
"That I can do, I love to teach though I don't have much experience
at it." Grace told her.
"That's cool, you can learn to teach as you teach me, I'm a patient
student... at least most of the time," Hope told her as she gave out a
little laugh.
They talked a little more while Grace drove and then once she had
parked the car, Hope took her by the hand and began to lead her down the
path. It was steep and Grace began to wonder if she would have the energy
to make it back up. She was also glad that Hope was holding onto her hand
tightly as it gave her some reassurance. While it was still her intention
to jump off and end her life, she didn't want to go tumbling down such a
bluff and end up injured yet not dead. However Hope guided them down safely
without getting them both killed.
Hope let her get her breath before she began to tug at Grace's hand
and they began to walk. Grace liked the feel of Hope's hand holding hers
though she was just doing so in a friendly manner. She also began to notice
the feel of the soft fabric of Hope's dress, that she was wearing, felt
against her skin. She also became more aware that she wasn't wearing and
panties or a bra. She really hadn't noticed this before because her hunger
was controlling all of her thoughts however now as they walked, she became
aware of that fact. She had to admit that despite her never wanting to go
without undergarments; she kind of liked the feeling of doing so now. It
made her feel sexy and alive and also began to get her a bit excited. She
then decided that before she let her mind go too far in this direction she
needed to get her mind onto something else.
"So what is it you want to learn?" Grace asked Hope to get her mind
off what she was thinking.
"Everything you can teach me, from the beginning to now, I want to
learn about your culture and what makes you do the things that you do."
Hope told her.
"You don't want much do you," Grace said with a laugh.
"Is that too much to ask?" Hope asked turning her head toward Grace
with a worried look on her face.
"No but it's not something that I can teach you in a few days, I'd
need lots of time to do that, if I even have that time." Grace told her.
"Well I'm not leaving for about..." Hope said pausing again before
saying, "... about one of your years, is that enough time?" Hope asked of
her.
"Is that when your visa runs out?" Grace asked hoping to gain some
insight as to where Hope came from.
Hope gave her a questioning look and she seemed confused but she
rebounded quickly, "I just have to return then," She replied and she
changed the subject quickly and deftly, "So where do we need to start?"
"Start what?" Grace asked.
"You teaching me," Hope said with a frown but a sweet one all the
same.
"Oh, well I guess will start here and visit every historic site that
we can find as we slowly make our way to the Smithsonian in Washington
D.C." Grace told her.
"And why the Smithsonian?" Hope asked.
"Because it has everything that you need to know, we can learn loads
there and I've always wanted to visit there." Grace told her with a smile.
"Then why don't we start there?" Hope logically asked.
"Because it is all the way across the country and we might as well
visit other places along the way." Grace told her just as logically.
"Oh, that makes sense, I guess," Hope replied with a smile and she
gave Grace's hand a squeeze while saying, "See I knew I picked the right
person to guide me."
"Yea but will I live long enough to get us there..." Grace just had
to add.
Hope didn't bother to answer that remark; instead she began to quiz
Grace about what she knew of the Smithsonian. She pressed Grace to tell her
more about the Smithsonian however Grace's knowledge was limited. She knew
the general things that they had but she wasn't able to go into the detail
that Hope was asking for.
Grace told Hope that they needed was a computer to look into more
detail and that Hope said that she could help them with though Grace hadn't
seen her with a laptop or anything. But then again, she had only been with
her a day, at least a day that she was actually conscious, if what Hope had
told her about being asleep for six weeks was right. Anyway they walked for
a couple of miles up the beach before turning around and walking slowly
back down the beach while the sun began to set. They had just come to their
return path up the bluff when the sun started going down over the ocean.
"Isn't that just beautiful..." Hope said as she looked out over the
ocean.
"Well yes I guess it is..." Grace replied having seen many sunsets
and this one while pretty wasn't that spectacular.
"You guess..." Hope said completely taken aback but Grace's cavalier
attitude over such a beautiful scene. "This is so beautiful, so wonderful,
so... I don't know the words to use. But just watch this with me and
pretend that it's you're first sunset..." Hope told her directing Grace's
attention back to the sunset.
Grace turned to face the sunset as it slowly went below the horizon
and she tried to see it as Hope was seeing it, like a child seeing
something for the first time. She saw the orange and yellow colors and she
could feel the emotions that such a sunset could bring forth. "It is
beautiful isn't it..."
"Yes it is..." Hope said with a sigh.
They stood there until the sun had completely set and then Hope let
out another contented sigh before turning to the path and she took Grace's
hand. She began to lead them back up the path in the remaining light. About
halfway up, Grace felt her thighs start to protest and it made her
worry. She thought not of being out of shape but rather of her illness and
feeling the same thing when she pushed her in the least amount, however her
mind didn't grasp that she wasn't pushing her body in the least amount but
rather very hard. She did make it up to the top however she was completely
out of breath once they got to the top. Hope let her rest for a moment
before they made their way back into the small apartment.
"I think I need a shower, I'm soaked in sweat," Grace said as she
plopped down in one of the chairs still trying to catch her breath.
"Me too, why don't you go ahead," Hope told her.
"No, you go first while I just sit here and rest a moment." Grace
told her.
"Okay," Hope said with a smile. She then turned and took a step
toward the bathroom before stopping and turning back toward Grace.
"You will be here when I get out, won't you?" Hope asked of her and
she looked directly into her eyes.
Grace knew exactly what Hope was asking of her, though the thought
hadn't even occurred to her that this would be the perfect time to make a
run toward the bluff that was just outside the apartment and not stop until
she hit the beach below. But now that Hope had brought it up, the thought
did go through her mind but for some reason, it didn't stay there. She saw
that Hope was getting a little worried with her delay in answering her
question.
Grace allowed a slight smile to come across her face, "Yes I'll be
here."
"You promise..." Hope asked probing a bit.
Grace's smile turned a little larger, "Yes I promise... I might be
asleep when you come back out but I will be here."
"Good," Hope said with a sweet smile and again she started to turn
to go to the bathroom before stopping.
"You know if you're going to be asleep when I get back out, let me
have your Tunskan so that I can wash it with mine." Hope told her.
Grace was about to ask what a Tunskan was when she noticed that Hope
had reached over to her side and she began to peel her dress open. Grace
wanted to look away as she felt like Hope was doing this for a purpose. But
Grace found that she was watching as Hope's long Graceful and firm legs
came into her eyesight. Her eyes were focused on Hope's legs as the Tunskan
came on open. Her eyes when slowly up Hope's body seeing her firm thighs
and then they focused in on what was between those legs.
Grace was a bit surprised by two things, one that Hope was wearing
no panties and two that Hope shaved her pussy and had obviously done so
recently as it was so smooth, in fact it really looked like she had had her
pussy hair waxed completely off. She saw that Hope's outer lips completely
covered her inner lips and they looked so beautiful, so beautiful that
Grace subconsciously licked her lips. Grace didn't notice that Hope let a
soft smile come across her lips. Grace's eyes kept going up Hope's body to
Hope's belly button however it was like no belly button she had even
seen. It was neither an innie nor outie; in fact it was barely visible
which Grace found to be strange. Hope had just a hint of fat at her belly
but it just added to the erotic nature of Hope's body.
Her eyes traveled on upwards until they were on Hope's breasts which
were not covered by a bra of any type. They were so full and firm and the
nipples were sticking out an half inch and Grace found her mouth
watering. She suddenly felt this need to suck upon those nipples. The weird
part was that this feeling wasn't completely sexual in nature though that
was a part of it. What Grace found herself feeling was more of an earthly
need, like those breasts could bring her life or bring her something that
she needed to survive.
Grace's eyes went past those lovely breasts to her face and then she
refocused on Hope's whole body. It was then that she realized that Hope had
taken her dress off and was holding it loosely in her left hand. Grace was
so caught up with Hope's tan erotic body that she failed to realize that
Hope had stripped in front of her.
End of Part One.
To be continued...
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