"Come for me," she whispered. Her lips wrapped around my clit, I was crying out. Not once but twice did I come in the shower. She stood and held me, our wet bodies touching and I shivered. She turned the warm water up and stood there.

Soon we started to lather the soap on our bodies, and our hair. I also fucked her in the shower, and I was pleased with myself. We got out, dried off and changed, we were fully satisfied and content. We left to have breakfast at The Planet and enjoyed each other’s company.

"Last night was amazing," I said as we walked along the beach.

"It was, I’d never felt so exhausted, satisfied, content, happy and loved."

"The big bad player enjoyed sex with a virgin," I asked jokingly.

"Hey, I’m not a player anymore! I’m taken by the most gorgeous woman in the world, and I did enjoy being your first."

"I’m glad you were my first."

"I’m glad you waited for me," she said and kissed me. The intimate moment was making me fall deeper in love with her.

"Those handrails in the shower were very convienient."

"I had those installed on purpose," she said winking and I blushed.

The world looked different to me. I was no longer a young girl, but a young, mature woman. I am in a serious relationship with a woman whom I’ve had sex with and who already had a career. I was in college on my way to my career, and I was living a pretty independent life. Overnight I had grown up and I was so happy. Bette drove us to the hospital to see Tim.

We walked into the room and my father was not there but my mother was sleeping on the small sofa in the room. Tim still was hooked up to machines, but he looked good. Bette said she was gonna go get us coffee and left. I sat next to my mother and stroked her hair. She stirred awake and smiled.

"Tina."

"Good morning mom, how’s he doing?"

"Better," she said sitting up, "he’s talking more, but is still in some pain."

"He’s stronger than we think, he’ll be ok," I said and she looked at me for a second.