Chapter 7

Part I

Dan was surprised when it was Shirley Waters who woke him on what might be his last day in the hospital.

"Hi Don! How are you feeling this morning?" There was maybe an odd expression to Shirley's eyes as she looked at him.

Dan just allowed for a smile. "I'm OK, Shirley. I seemed to have slept well. Gwen brought me another home-cooked meal and I was really able to sleep well with two dinners on my stomach."

Shirley chuckled. "You live on your stomach, don't you Don."

"Yeah, I guess so. What are you doing here this early, Shirley?"

"Oh, we decided that I should be here to help with getting you ready to leave. There are some tests to be run this morning, and I'm going to get you through those and then prepped for going home."

"Oh, OK. What sort of tests?"

"A scan of your head, a last series of blood tests, things like that."

"Uh huh. Uh, Shirley - are you related to Susie or Gwen? I forgot to ask you when I learned that Susie's last name is Waters."

"Yeah, Don. Susie's father is some sort cousin of mine. One of those kinds of relatives you wish you could un-claim, if you know what I mean."

"You mean he's some kind of low-life for abandoning Gwen when she got pregnant with Susie."

"Yeah - exactly, Don. Nobody's seen him for years. And nobody's upset that he's been missing. I know his sister pretty well and she won't talk about him.

But, she and her mother know Susie really well. They helped out Gwen when she was pregnant and then after she had Susie. They've been a good aunt and grandmother to Susie."

Their talk was interrupted with the arrival of Don's breakfast. Shirley told him she'd be back in a little bit to help him with his shower.

He was pleased to see the extra orange juice and coffee that he'd asked for. He wanted to feel awake and there was nothing quite like some coffee to get him going. Apparently, Don's body agreed with Dan's mind on this particular topic.

He'd finished his breakfast and was watching another incredible news report. It was appearing on some sort of combined entertainment and news channel. This time it dealt with the opening up of society as related to sexuality. Appearing on a morning news program were scenes of individuals engaged in various sexual acts. And not much was concealed. While scenes of explicit sex played the reporter commented upon the apparent increase in public sexual activity. Couples joined at their groins were shown in public parks. And so on, so on, etc., et cetera, damned near ad nauseum...

It was yet another reminder to Dan that he'd been plunked down into what had to be an alternate reality.

He was even more amazed when an ad appeared that promoted a new drug. It was being promoted as an agent that enhanced male ejaculation. The damned spot even showed an apparently continuous, unedited video of some guy ejaculating fourteen times. A digital counter appeared onscreen to provide the viewers with the tally of each release. And there was the incredible CG effect. Each stream of semen was highlighted and tracked as it flew forth! Each strand was enhanced with a twinkling effect as it arched out and down. And all was recorded as his pretty young 'girlfriend' smiled while receiving those streams of his semen all over her face, throat, and chest.

In Dan's previous experience he would never have seen anything like that except on a porn video played in the privacy of his own home. It was simply incredible that he was seeing it on a publicly accessible cable channel. And then there was the question of the guy spurting fourteen times. Could that be possible? Was there any way for a pharmaceutical agent to cause such a condition? What sort of society made it possible for such a product to be developed and then advertised in a public manner?

Open? Debauched? Depraved?... Totally, wholly free?

He pulled his eyes away from the TV and discovered that Shirley had returned. He felt himself blush. He knew his face was burning with embarrassment.

"Ready for your shower, Don?" Shirley simply smiled. And maybe showed a bit of the odd expression he'd seen earlier.

"Uh, yeah. Sure, Shirley. Let me turn off this damn TV."

And with that she assisted him in getting up and walked with him into the shower.

Several minutes later he was seated in the shower and slowly calming down his breathing after having had Shirley take off his hospital gown. He had his head tilted back and was letting the streams of spray play across his face and shoulders. His left arm with its cast was propped up on one of the shower's handrails. That's when he discovered an interesting set of facts about Shirley.

1. She was really nicely proportioned.

2. She had very nice breasts.

3. She was a natural blond.

Except for his wearing of a cast, Shirley was now as naked as he was.

He knew that his eyes must have bugged out. "Shirley! What are you doing? You're naked!"

"I'm just making sure I don't get my uniform messed up, Don. Now, just relax while I shampoo your hair."

And Dan tried to relax - while Shirley did shampoo his hair. He did actually relax while she worked his scalp with her fingers. He was just about totally relaxed when she finished rinsing out his hair.

"Don, turn sideways so that I can wash your back."

He turned and allowed Shirley to soap up a washcloth and scrub his back and shoulder. She then told him to move around to face the other way. She continued with his other shoulder and down along his back.

Next she instructed him to shift back so that he faced her. She again soaped up the washcloth and began washing his chest and underneath his arms. She then worked down his sides. He flinched slightly at one point when she scrubbed across his left side. "Don, does it still hurt very much?"

"No, Shirley. Not much. I just feel it when I'm touched or else I move those ribs."

"OK, you aren't hurting too badly for us to continue, are you?"

"Uh, no Shirley. I guess I do need to be cleaned up if I'm going be tested and allowed to go home. You can keep on washing me."

Shirley smiled at him. "OK. I'm going to try and stay away from your left side from now on."" Water was sluicing over her and her hair was plastered to her face and neck. Dan couldn't help but notice how it made her look.

He smiled back at her. "Shirley, you look nice with your hair wet and slicked down."

She gleamed back at him through the spray of the shower as she ran the wash cloth across his stomach. She looked down for a moment as she did so. Then she glanced back up and grinned at him. "You still have a hard stomach after being in the hospital for nearly three weeks."

He grinned back at her. "Really? I thought that I'd be all soft by now."

That's when he saw it. It was the change in her expression. She suddenly focused upon him even more intently.

"No Don. You're not all soft - not by a long shot. At least, that's what I've heard from Wendy and Debbie."

Damn! It's happenin' again!

And it was. He didn't have too many options in dealing with what then began. Shirley slid in close and brought her mouth to his. She pressed her lips against Don's and ran her tongue across his lips. Dan felt Don's dick lurch!

And so it began. She pushed her tongue between Don's lips and began tangling hers with his. Dan tried to control his breaths through Don's nostrils. It didn't work all that well. He got close to gasping for his breath when Shirley let up.

"Don. I want to make your last day here in the hospital memorable. I want you to remember what I've done for you. Do you understand what I mean, Don?"

"Yeah, Shirley. You mean to boff me, don't you!"

"Uh uhh, Don. No, I'm not going to do what Debbie did! I'm going to make love to you. Do you understand the difference, Don?"

"Yeah, I know the difference. But, what makes you think that there's a difference between what Debbie did yesterday and what you're planning on doing today?"

"Because Debbie was enjoying you as a sexual partner. A young, but gifted partner. Me, I see something more. I'm really interested in you, DAN!" She smiled at him at having delivered that last little message.

It took a moment. He didn't quite believe what he thought he'd heard.

"Uh, Shirley - my name is Don."

"Yeah, right - Dan! You think I didn't remember that first morning? And all of these weird things you know and recognize! Like that didn't tell me about where you were coming from! You're not Don with amnesia. You're whoever Dan is. And you're stuck in Don's head. Isn't that the truth?"

OH SHIT! OH DAMN! How did she cue in on this!?

It took an immense effort. He didn't stammer. "I don't know what you mean, Shirley. Really, I think I was just mixed up that morning. You know - drug effects and head injury and amnesia and comatose dreams and whatever else..."

"Yeah, right - Dan! I remember what you said. About false memories and poly-pharmacological interactions! You really confused Dr. Wilkins. But, you already knew about those sorts of things! No fifteen year old knows about those sorts of things. But, you do!

Tell me, Dan! Who are you!?"

Dan fought down the urge to strike. He knew he should have done it. He'd been trained in the techniques. However, he couldn't do that to a nurse. Especially one so interested in his welfare - no matter how much she might actually represent a danger to his personal existence!

He let out a breath. He smiled and looked into her eyes. "OK, you got it straight, Shirley." I'm not Don. I'm really Dan."

She had positioned herself against him. Now she raised herself up and sat across his thighs. "Who are you, Dan? Really - who are you?"

"Colonel Daniel Rhoderick, at your service - ma'm."

She gasped at that. "Colonel?"

He smiled. "Yeah, U.S. Army Reserves - as of last accounting."

"How old are you, Dan?"

"Fifty."

"What did you do in the Army, Colonel Dan?"

"Colonel Dan?"

"I have to have my own way of addressing you. You're really not Don. And you're twice my age. I can't just call you by your first name..."

"Surely you can, Shirley..."

She giggled. "That's from "Airplane", isn't it?"

"No, I think I winged that, so to speak!" He also winked at her.

She laughed. Then she sobered up. "What did you do?"

"I was a Ranger. Then, a Green Beret. Later, I joined Delta Force. After I left active duty I was an intelligence analyst and consultant. When whatever happened that placed me here I was mostly a college professor. Sometimes, I had to report to Washington."

"Uh, I guess that means you're a very experienced sort of a guy."

"More experienced at some things best left untouched."

"Really? What sort of things?"

"Uh, things like how to kill quietly and efficiently. You know, military skills. Only, refined for special operations. That sort of thing."

"You don't want to tell me much about that, do you."

"No, Shirley. It'd be best if you knew as little about that as possible. I might still be around and serving."

"What do you mean?"

"What if there's still a living me in this world? I don't think he'd want someone outside the special ops community knowing about his background."

"Oh. Another you. Do you really think that's possible?"

"Well, I think I'm really here in poor Don's body. I can't explain that. And this society is significantly different from the one in which I lived. I'd bet on there being a living example of me somewhere around."

"OK. I suppose that might be." Shirley shifted her weight forward from his legs and onto his lap. "Maybe I'd like to meet the other you."

"Why?"

"For comparison."

"Comparison. Of what?"

"What we're about to do."

"Oh."

And with that she reached down and felt along his dick. Having her seated on his lap and with her breasts sometimes pressed against his chest had gotten him partly excited. He was about two-thirds hard when she first ran her hand along its length. It took only a few seconds for him to become fully erect with the several strokes Shirley applied to him.

She smiled at him. "Kiss me, Dan." He leaned forward into her and they kissed. And at the same time she lifted up and lowered her pussy to play it across the head of his dick. He could feel that is was wet with a moisture other than the water from the shower.

She directed his glans back and forth between her labia. Those had to be pouting apart, he thought. She did this several times. She paused and broke away from their kiss and smiled at him. "This has been what I've wanted to do with you Dan." And she lowered herself onto him with a gradual slide down his length. She was not as tight as Debbie Chen had felt. With Shirley it was an easier fit.

They made love underneath the continuing spray of the shower. He used his single available hand to caress her breasts while she levered herself up and down with her arms pressed against his collarbones and crossed behind his neck.

It only took a little while for Shirley to reach her first orgasm. She had to be excited on several levels, having wheedled the truth out of him. She tightened up and spasmed along the length of his dick. He slipped his one usable arm around her back and held her up as she shuddered through the climax.

She slumped against him as the climax passed by. She lifted her head to look at him. "You're still hard. You didn't cum, did you?"

"No, not yet. I'm sure I will if you do that again, though..."

"OK... I think I can stand another one of those." She smiled and started moving again.

It only took a couple of minutes for them to get there. He had already been close when she'd cum. Now they worked together again. He lowered his mouth to take in her right breast as he pinched the nipple of her left breast with his available right hand.

The nearly came together. They were off by only seconds. He was the first to reach his release. And as his semen began splashing within her she suddenly felt the crash of her own release. They writhed underneath the shower's spray.

When it was over they sat for several minutes and allowed themselves to calm down. Shirley then reached for the washcloth and soap. "I need to finish washing you off." She grinned at him.

She lathered him up and he too picked up some of the lather and spread it across her breasts. She backed up a bit and took his flaccid dick and washed around it and his balls. She worked out and around to his waist and thighs and then returned back to his genitals.

Their mutual washing had an expected effect. She started getting excited again and his dick began a slow process of again becoming hard.

That being the case, it was easy for them to slip into another clasp of lovemaking. Only, this time Shirley turned around and pressed her back into Dan. She slid herself down on him and leaned back. "Play with me, Dan. I want you to make me cum."

She had raised her hands to her breasts and was fondling them. He lowered his right hand and played with her clit as they slid together over and over. She twisted around a bit and they kissed until she had her first climax. She let go from the kiss as she needed to deeply draw in some breaths.

She had a second orgasm as Dan felt Don's body slowly build up to its own release. They paused for another time as Shirley needed a few moments to come down from that second climax.