Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 04 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 04

... into the evening and overnight hours. They gave her another suppository around 8:00pm and kept her subdued and tired - and most importantly, relaxed - with various other medications. After Trish and Lindsay left, Kristanna and Devon showed up five minutes later and brought along bushels of flowers, balloons and teddy bears to help enliven Amy's spirits. After their departure, in trotted Pamela and Scarlett, who had been called into work earlier at the big hospital in Oslo. It seemed as if they were all in the parking lot, waiting for each little sub-group to leave. "I told work I couldn't come in," Scarlett informed me. "Family comes first, you know." The doctor was back the following morning with the best of news - our daughter was safe, it seemed, and Amy could even go home in a couple of hours! He spoke to her at length about controlling her emotions while attending the funeral of _her father_. That verbiage did not seem right to me at all! How could Amy have told him that? In any event, the doctor prescribed some sedatives for Amy that would tide her through the next couple of days. He also gave her three more suppository pills - one to be taken the morning of the funeral, one the night of, and the final the following morning. Scarlett quickly volunteered herself as the one to administer them to her. It was okay for Amy to grieve and let her feelings out at the funeral, the physician said. But if Amy felt any pain or discomfort in her abdomen at any given time during ...

... this whole process, the good doctor insisted that she was to go straight to the emergency room. It was at this time that I informed the doctor that the funeral would actually take place nearly 4,000 miles away in Canada. I asked him if it would safe for Amy to fly, perhaps as early as tomorrow. He said that would be perfectly fine. Once we arrived home from the hospital three hours later, several of the ladies took it upon themselves to look after Amy and tend to her every whim. This allowed me to hook up with Trish, and ultimately her family in Canada, and find out the dates and times of the visitation and then the funeral itself, and what could get us clear across the Atlantic Ocean as soon as possible. Today was Saturday, and John's funeral was scheduled a mere three days from now on Tuesday in Trish's original hometown of [City Name], Ontario. The quick turn-around presented several challenges and hurdles for our family, but I felt it was nothing that we could not pull through. I let go of our previous private flight crew who had piloted our family jetliner, an _Airbus A319 ACJ_, last month and just recently hired a new one. I got into contact with the captain of the crew (Mike), a retired US Air Force pilot based out of Oslo, who bravely served and protected his country during the Gulf War. Mike assured me that the other three members of the crew - his wife (Carolyn), her sister (Barbara (these being the two stewardesses)) and Mike's best friend and former running mate in ...