Chapter 8

So far, Abby and Brad’s operations are going as expected. “Doctor, the patient’s vital signs are beginning to fluctuate, although there seems to be nothing wrong with her,” the nurse observed.

“What are her numbers?”

“Her pulse is ninety-eight and climbing.”

“And she’s breathing faster too,” he observed.

“Her blood pressure is up to one thirty-seven over eighty-three, and her skin is becoming moist.”

“We’re two and a half hours into the transplant and are beyond the point of no return,” he replied through his mask. “Keep an eye on her vitals.”

“Yes, doctor.”

A few minutes later, the operating room door opened. “Excuse me, Doctor Burnett?”

“Yes, Jane, is there a problem with the donor?”

“I’m not sure; our patient’s pulse is up to ninety-eight, his pressure is now at one thirty-seven over eighty-three, his breathing is rapid, and his skin has become clammy.”

“My patient has almost identical numbers,” the doctor stated, glancing up at her, then Abby.

“One more thing, doctor, our patient has developed an enormous erection. Quite an excellent example of teenage manhood, if I don’t mind saying so,” she smiled under her surgical mask. “Didn’t you say the patients are boyfriend and girlfriend?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Doctor, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say that our patients were having sex,” the nurse said. Doctor Burnett stopped in mid-cut, looking at the nurse.

“Doing what?”

“Doctor, both patients are displaying the symptoms of making love,” she replied.

Doctor Burnett paused and looked at Abby’s face. She had a slight smile, and he could see her chest as she inhaled and exhaled. Her eyeballs darted in rapid movements. “I haven’t experienced this situation before and don’t know what to do?” The nurse asked.

“How far is Doctor Aston from dissection of the donor’s liver?”

“Almost complete.”

“And we’re ready here also. Okay, back to your patient. I’ll be in to see him in a moment. Cover our patient’s opening; I’ll be right back.”

Doctor Burnett observed the identical conditions with Brad and noted the rise in the sheet covering his midsection from his hard cock. He lifted the side of the sheet and looked at Brad’s erection, silently jealous of its size. He left the operating room, taking off his mask and gloves. He hurried down the hall, looking for Abby and Brad’s parents.

“There you all are,” Doctor Burnett said, walking into the family room.

“You can’t be finished already. What’s happened to Brad and Abby?” Karen wondered. Everyone stood up, expecting bad news.

“Relax everyone; Brad and Abby are both doing fine, we think.”

“What do you mean, we think?” Scott questioned.

“Quite frankly, we are experiencing an unusual situation with Brad and Abby. You said they both spoke of having the same out-of-body experience or a very vivid dream together?”

“Yes, they did,” Dan said.

“Could it be possible that they are having the same experience again together during their operations?” Everyone looked to Father Williams for the answer.

“It would seem that Brad and Abby have an emotional connection that is very powerful, possibly more powerful than we all realize,” he explained.

“You won’t believe this, but Brad and Abby are each displaying the symptoms of making love. They have an elevated heart rate, pulse, and breathing; their skin is clammy, and Brad is sporting quite a well-endowed erection.”

“That’s my boy!” Dan exclaimed. “Sorry,” he apologized sheepishly.

“This is all new to me too, but let’s say, for argument sake, that they are having sex in their out-of-body experience; they are throwing their vital signs for a loop. We may not be able to tell if either one is heading for trouble.”

“What do we do?” Vicky asked, looking at everyone. They all shrugged their shoulders, not being able to come up with a solution, except Karen.

“Doctor, may I suggest that you tell Brad that he and Abby, pardon me, Father, but they have to stop fucking and that they are making the machines monitoring their vital signs go all whacky?”

“Sounds like a good idea to me,” he agreed. “I’ll let you all know how it works out.” He hurried back to the operating room.

Doctor Burnett rewashed his hands and arms and donned a new gown, mask, and gloves to continue the operation. He then went into Brad’s operating room and observed his vital signs. “No change?” He asked, looking at Jane.

“No changes, Doctor,” Jane replied, lifting the sheet covering Brad’s midsection.

“My, oh my, I think I’m jealous,” he remarked, seeing Brad’s hard cock and getting a light-hearted chuckle from the staff.

“Should I relieve his erection with masturbation? I’m willing if you think it might help.”

“No, I’m not sure what that would do to our patients.”

“Seeing his hard cock makes me want you to fuck me again soon, Doctor,” Jane whispered under her mask.

“Doctor’s orders,” he winked back. Doctor Burnett went to Brad’s head and leaned over close to his right ear. “Please forgive me, ladies, for my language.”

“Brad ... Brad. You and Abby have to stop fucking. Your bodies are throwing all our monitoring equipment on your vital signs out of whack. You’ll both be able to resume having sex in a few months. The nurses like your erection, Brad. You both have to stop fucking and return to your bodies.”

“Where the heck did that voice come from?” Brad asked, looking skyward.

“It came from the beyond,” Laura replied.

“Holy shit!” Abby exclaimed. She encouraged Brad to continue fucking her.

Doctor Burnett returned to Abby’s side. “Forgive my language, ladies.” Doctor Burnett leaned over to Abby’s right ear. “Abby, in case you didn’t hear what I said to Brad, I need you both to stop fucking right now! You’re throwing your vital signs all out of whack!”

“I think Doctor Burnett means it, you two,” Maryanne said, looking at Abby riding Brad’s cock.

“Aww, Mom, we just got started,” she whined. Laura and Elliott took turns eating his cum from Maryanne’s pussy.

“You two should return to your bodies. Abby, you’ll need all of your strength to fight the rejection of your new liver. You’ll see us again when the timing is right. You each have the ability to visit us without the cloak of death hovering over you,” Laura explained.

“Go and enjoy your lives; we love you both,” Maryanne said. They stood, putting on their clothes.

“Now both of you close your eyes,” Laura asked. Abby and Brad held hands, feeling Maryanne and Laura embrace them.

“Goodbye, Brad and Abby; it was a pleasure to meet you both. Your golden glow was simply amazing! See you again someday,” Elliott said.

“Bye, Elliott,” they said in unison. Abby and Brad kissed, shrivelled to the size of their puffballs, then vanished, returning to their bodies.

Doctor Burnett was halfway through attaching the portion of Brad’s liver to Abby. “Doctor, our patient’s vitals have returned to normal,” Jane noted.

“So have our patient’s vitals.”

“Sadly, his erection has subsided,” she added, smiling under her mask. “I would have enjoyed curing his hard-on with masturbation.”

“Let’s keep it, professional people,” he smiled at Jane.

“He’s about ready to go to recovery.”

“Jane, will you collect all the documentation of the transplant and see me in my office afterwards?”

“Yes, Doctor,” she winked. Jane looked forward to continuing her love affair with her lovable, sexy, Doctor Burnett. “And have someone tell the families that Mrs. Hayward’s suggestion worked.”

“Yes, Doctor,” she laughed lightly.

Several minutes later, Vicky’s cell phone chirped, “Hello.”

“Mrs. Kendall? Hi, it’s Britney. I’ve been calling and texting Abby for hours and can’t get her. She and I were talking while she was on the way to Brad’s game. The reception cut in and out, then I thought I heard a scream, and then the phone went dead,” she said, sounding worried.