LAST REQUEST
Chapter 2

The next day was chemo day, always one of her bad days. Because of her weakened condition, the doctors kept her drugged up on chemo day so she would rest. It really didn't help much, but it did deaden her so she wasn't aware of how bad she actually felt.

Sally's eyes fluttered open. Her brain wouldn't engage, but she was aware enough to see Dan sitting in a chair, asleep, beside her bed. Her hand was loosely gripped by his. She smiled as she faded out once more.

The next time she awoke everything was dark. A nurse walked in. "How do you feel?" she asked.

"I should probably say good, but that would be a lie," she muttered. The nurse proceeded to check her signs. "Um... Was I dreaming or was Dan here today?"

"Yes, he was here. He insisted we bring him in even though we told him you were sleeping. He stayed all day. We finally got him to leave about an hour ago, long after he had fallen asleep, by promising we would bring him back first thing in the morning. Even then he wanted to stay. I think you've got a boyfriend," the nurse explained.

Sally smiled. "He shouldn't be out that much. Will you bring me to his room in the morning instead?"

"We'll see how you are in the morning, OK? For now get some rest," the nurse told her as she turned off the light and left the room.

Sally woke early the next morning. The same nurse came in to check her. "How do you feel today?"

The question always irritated Sally. They knew how she felt, so why ask, but they always did. She also knew if she told them how bad she really felt they would just pump her up with drugs and she wanted to see Dan again. "A lot better than yesterday," she answered, which was the truth. "Can I go see Dan?"

"Let me see if he's awake and then check your chart to see what's going on today. I'll be right back," the nurse answered as she hurried out of the room.

Sally knew "be right back" usually meant at least an hour. She reached into her bedside table drawer and pulled out her makeup. She hadn't used it in since she was admitted, but felt like looking pretty today. Her problem was working in the small mirrors of the compacts, holding it in one hand, and trying to apply makeup with the other.

"You look like you could use some help," one of the volunteers said as she walked into the room. Both laughed as Sally explained her predicament. The volunteer was on of the younger ones and within 15 minutes Sally was a changed girl. She was still bald, but at least didn't look like a zombie now.

The nurse finally returned. "Wow! You look great!" she exclaimed. "Dan is awake and I checked the schedule. His doctor is due in within the next few minutes and after that, except for his 4:00 meds, you are both free all day. Ready to go?"

Sally smiled knowing the nurse was trying to give her the most privacy possible. After the doctor left they would have hours, except for lunch, but they'd bring her lunch into Dan's room for her. After 4:00 they would have the rest of the evening. With any luck they'd be one of the first served for the evening meal.

Sally had her PJ's on today. She could have dressed, but opted not to. She and the nurse walked into Dan's room together. He now had a big grin on his face. "I'll be back in about an hour with lunch," the nurse told them as she left, closing the door behind her.

The young couple chatted for a bit about general things, but actually both were waiting for their lunch to be delivered. After what was too long for them, there was a knock on the door and an aid came in with their lunch. Both were laying on Dan's bed, but the aid made no comment or reaction. As she was leaving, she commented, "The pick up cart is right outside the door. If you'd like to help me, just put your trays on it so I don't have to come back in to get them."

Sally understood what the aid was saying. Both she and Dan ate like it was their first meal in weeks. As soon as they were finished, Sally took the trays and put them on the cart, making sure the door closed fully after. She then climbed back onto Dan's bed, laying down beside him. "Find something good on TV," she suggested, not caring what was on, but she didn't want to chat more.

Dan put on something and then put his arm around Sally, which pleased her. His arm was around her back and his hand lightly around her arm. It felt nice being held, but she wanted more. In an effort to move things around, she leaned back, pinning his arm, and then stretched her arms over her head. When she did, Dan's hand moved to her rib cage. It was what she had hoped for.

It felt good to have Sally laying next to him and having his arm around her. Dan was a bit startled when she moved her arms, but his arm was pinned behind her so he couldn't move. When she settled back down he thought he'd take a chance and wrapped his hand around her body. It excited him. His hand was only about an inch away from her breast. At first he wondered if she would push his hand away, but she seemed to ignore it. Once he had waited long enough for her to react, which she didn't, he slowly began to move his fingers, edging toward her boob.

Sally hoped Dan would be forward enough to be a little daring. At first he didn't move, but finally his fingers began to explore. Although she'd never admit it, Sally was enjoying his touch. Patiently she waited to see how far he would go. Soon his fingers were at the edge of her rise. She wanted to turn toward his hand, forcing it, but was far to shy to do that. His fingers were now bumping into her boob. Why had she worn her bulky robe? She wished she knew how to tell him it was OK to feel her up, but how does a girl say that to a boy? Sally had no idea.

Dan could feel Sally's breast at his fingertips. He was nervous, afraid she'd get upset, but so far she seemed calm. Mustering his courage he stretched out his fingers, touching her boob through her robe. It surprised him he didn't feel a bra, but that fact just excited him more. He proceeded slowly, but steadily, moving his hand toward his target. She had to know he was touching her and where, but she was making no movement to stop him. She felt good.

His hand was now completely over her boob. It surprised him she hadn't pushed his hand away, not that he was complaining. Unfortunately her robe prevented him from picking out any details of her boob, but just feeling it was putting him in orbit. It scared him when she moved. "Sorry!" he blurted as she sat up.

"It's OK," she whispered. "It's warm in here so I was just taking my robe off." Sally pulled the tie loose and pulled her arms out. She was laying on the robe, so couldn't toss it away, but it was now flat on the bed and no longer encumbering her. Trying to tell him it was OK, she sat up, pulled his arm out from under her robe, but held on to his hand.

For the first time in weeks her pussy was getting wet. Although not one of her good days, she felt better than she had in a long time. Sally cuddled in close to Dan but stayed on her back. His hand was behind her. Taking a deep breath as she mustered all her courage, she put his hand back on her boob.

Dan couldn't contain himself any longer. "I think I'm falling in love with you," he whispered as he bent down and kissed her passionately. His hand explored her boob through the thin cotton PJ top she had on. Her nipple pushed at the palm of his hand.

Sally no longer cared about waiting until she was married. Dan's kiss was electrifying and having his hand on her boob was better than she ever imagined. She finally understood why girls liked being felt up. As their kiss broke, she whispered, "I'm falling in love with you too."

All rational thought was now gone. Dan leaned up on the arm under Sally. With his free hand he reached for the top button on her top and released it. He continued down to the second, third, and then last. He wasn't watching buttons though. He was staring into Sally's eyes and she was staring back, making no movement to stop him.

Sally's top was still covering her, but all her buttons were undone. At any second he could push her top apart and be the first boy, except for doctors, ever to see her boobs. That thought had always frightened her, but right now she wanted him to look. She watched his eyes look down towards her chest and then felt one side, then the other side of her top pushed toward her sides.

"You're beautiful," Dan said breathlessly. It made Sally smile. His hand moved up cupping her breast. He didn't grope, but ran his fingers gently all over her. She never wanted it to end and wished she could stay topless with his hand on her boob forever.

A knock on the door made them both jump. "I'll be back in 10 minutes with your meds, Dan," a voice called through the door.

Dan and Sally both reacted by sitting up. He looked at her boobs again. As much as she liked him seeing, she knew she had to cover up before the nurse returned. Sally didn't button her top again though, but left it as it was, hanging loosely along her sides hoping Dan would realize she wanted to continue. Her arms went into her robe and she pulled it closed.

The nurse came back in and gave Dan his meds. It was obvious to her what was going on as both had flushed faces, but she chose to ignore the signs. "The kitchen just called. Dinner will be up shortly. Are you guys hungry? If you want I can ask them to serve you first," the nurse offered.

"I'm starved! Please do," Dan answered even though he had no interest in food.