Nurse Molly helps out

After Rebecca had fed you your porridge, something that didn't sit quite right with you but what were you going to do, you asked after Dawn.

"She's mostly unharmed" Rebecca said. "Now are you going to shut up? You need to heal."

"How is she?" you insisted, regretting the pain but not the question.

"You won't let this go, will you?" Rebecca asked. You shook your head then grunted in pain. "Alright, fine. She spent a night in the hospital for observation, but she is fine now. She had cuts and bruises and a broken leg. Happy now?" Rebecca asked. You nodded. Content that your baby sister was alright you relaxed again.

"See her" you whispered.

"Okay, fine. I'll bring her tomorrow, okay?" your sister said. "Visiting hour ends in ten minutes so there's no time today." You nodded.

"Other guy?" you asked.

"He's fine too. He was on his phone so he can look forward to a pretty big fine. Mom's considering pressing charges" Rebecca said. You nodded vigorously.

"Do it" you said.

Rebecca put a finger on your lips. "Okay, I'll tell her. Now you need to shut up, for real. The more you talk the longer it will take for you to heal. In fact, I'll just go if you keep talking." You grunted and reached out to find her hand. You didn't really want her to leave. Taking your hand, your big sister squeezed it.

"I know, I know. But the more rest you get, the quicker you'll heal, alright?" she said. You nodded. "Sleep well, baby brother." With that she left you behind, alone and blind in that large hospital. You sighed. With nothing else to do, you tried to get some sleep.

"Good morning, John" a voice said. You recognised it. That was nurse Molly. "Let's get you out of this darkness, shall we?" To this you snorted.

You heard her shoes tap across the floor then the rushing of curtains. "There" she said. "At least now I can see."

"How long?" you croaked.

"Ssh, John" she said. "But to answer your question: you'll need to keep those bandages around your eyes for at least two more weeks. Don't worry, though. I'll be here every step of the way. I just got back from vacation so I'm not going anywhere for a while." To this you said nothing. You had no idea if that was a good thing or not.

"Wash?" you asked.

"Ssh" Molly said again. "If you want, I can wash you in a bit. Unless you want another man to do it? Mind you, it's nothing I've never seen before."

You considered this for a moment. You didn't mind either way. You shrugged.

"Alright, I'll do it after checking a few things, alright?" she said, You nodded.

"Alright, let's get you ready for that bath, shall we?" Molly said. "Here, let's sit you up on the side of the bed. But don't move after, okay?" She put her arms underneath your armpits and hoisted you up. You grunted in pain and annoyance. Molly laughed softly. "Trust me, it's easier this way, alright?" she said, correctly guessing at why you were grunting. It wasn't all bad, though. You caught a whiff of her perfume and felt her breasts press into your chest. You were not feeling well enough to get horny, but to say she didn't do anything to you would be a lie.

"Okay, so this is the part where I jabber endlessly to distract you from the fact that I am touching your nethers as well, but let's just pretend I'm a professional, alright?" Molly said. You smiled and nodded. She had an easygoing way about her that put you at ease. "Oh, hang on, better get the door" she said. You could hear her feet on the floor as she walked to the door, closed it, and came back.

"So let's get your upper body done first, okay?" she said. You could do nothing but nod. Quickly but professionally she cleaned you up, making small talk with you about your sisters and your mother, what you did, and so on. Then it was time for your nethers.

"So, uh, John, this may be a little awkward, but if you want to be clean I have to get down under, if you know what I mean" Molly told you.

You nodded and just let her do her job. You felt her lift up your hospital gown and in spite of her professionalism, she gasped. "I'm..I'm sorry, John" she said. "Sorry, that was not ...very professional." She tarried for a little longer then seemed to get a hold of herself. She carefully but quickly washed you, making sure to avoid your private parts.

"There" she said after a while, putting the gown back in place. "Let's do this again soon, shall we?" she said, jokingly. You laughed softly. Then you heard the rattling of a cart outside in the hall.

"Breakfast is coming" Molly said. "Good thing we just finished up here, huh?" You nodded and realised you were famished.