Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love-Part 4 - Sex Stories

Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love-Part 4

... an hour in the past ten years. Hell, neither of us had ever missed even a single day of school. Dad told the doctor he’d cover the cost. Cinda signed the form and I was sent in a wheelchair to X-ray. Ten minutes later the doctor showed us the results. My nose was clearly broken and there was a crack running down my cheek from my left eye to the side of my nose. “There’s nothing to be done with your cheek bone, Ty. That’s just a matter of time. It’ll heal on its own. Your nose, though, is another matter. I’ll send in an orthopedic surgeon to speak with you.” He came in about fifteen minutes later. Looking at the x-ray he explained exactly what needed to be done. My septum needed to be straightened and several chips of bone and cartilage would be removed. “You’ll be in a ton of pain any time someone touches your nose if they stay in there. Don’t worry, this is routine surgery. I’ve done it probably two hundred times.” “What about playing ball, Doctor?” I could see Cinda cringe even as I asked the question. “Could I play with one of those masks, you know the kind I see college and NBA players use?” “I could get you a mask, but probably not for another week to ten days once the swelling is down.” He left us to deal with some other patients. I lay there holding Cinda’s hand for almost an hour while the nurses prepped me. Then the orderlies came for me. I kissed her, told her how much I loved her and lay on the gurney while Mom kissed my cheek and Dad shook my hand. I could see how ...

... much they were shaken by what had happened. I was wheeled into the operating room. The last thing I recalled was one of the doctors talking to me, having me count down from a hundred and then I woke in what I was told was post-op. I was given a few sips of water and about a half hour later I was shown to a room. Cinda was there waiting along with my parents even though it was after one in the morning. Cinda stayed even though Mom suggested she go home. She told me that Kenny had driven my truck to our home and would see to Fred tonight and tomorrow morning. I planned to be home later tomorrow afternoon at the latest. I was conscious, but weak when Mom and Dad left. “Cinda,” I whispered, “Come in here with me…please.” “Ty, I’m afraid I’ll hurt you and I’m sure it’s against the rules.” “I know you won’t and to hell with the rules. I love to have you close to me…please!” Shaking her head Cinda slowly and carefully climbed under the blanket. I wrapped my arm around her as she placed her head onto my shoulder. I faded into sleep moments later. We were interrupted by a nurse at six. “May I ask what you think you’re doing? Getting into bed with patients is strictly against the rules. Now get up before I throw you out of here.” “You’ll do nothing of the sort. If she goes I’m going with her. It’s a stupid rule. We sleep like this all the time at home. I asked her to do it because it makes me feel better. Isn’t that the whole idea—to make me feel better? My wife is staying right where ...