Sure, one night won't do any harm

"Alright. I see it's important for you. She can spend the night here."

"Yay!" She jumped twice, making her breast bounce magnificently. Then she hugged me and gave me a loud kiss on the cheek. "You're such a good person!"

"No, you are, Sarah. You are the best person. So caring, so compassionate, so dedicated. I love you so much!" I kissed her cheek too.

"I'll make sure to reward you appropriately once she leaves." Her voice was so seductive when she said that. "Our perfect night still awaits."

"That sounds wonderful."

"Well, something I do need to warn you about Zoe is... She can be a little shy. So... Don't make it weird if she blushes out of the blue, or if she can't say things directly. She has her own way of dealing with stuff."

"Yeah, I can see she's not very talkative..."

We went back to the living room, and we found Zoe exactly as we'd left her: staring at the floor. She had either become petrified, or her time had frozen magically. But as soon as she noticed Sarah again, she sat up straight. She was somewhat endearing.

"Alright, Zoe" Sarah sat next to her and placed her hand on her friend's thigh. Did she squeeze a little? No, it was just a friendly pat. I sat across from them, on an armchair. "Since your mom is away and you need someone for your treatment, you can stay here tonight."

She shook her head.

"Huh? Not only tonight? For the weekend?"

She shook it again.

"Mom's away for the whole week." She finally said softly.

"It's... alright. You can stay."

"Wait." I said, making a gesture with my hand to stop her. "Sarah, we said..."

"We said she needs help." Sarah looked at me with hope in her eyes. "I'm not gonna shelter every patient I meet, it's just... Zoe is special. And she's also a great friend. You'll love her."

"I love you, and that's enough." I folded my arms and I looked at Zoe, although her blue eyes were fixed on my girlfriend. I felt a weird feeling running down my spine. I couldn't be angry with Sarah's noble intentions, nor with Zoe's unfortunate muscular condition. I guess I was frustrated with how our special first time was going. "We'll see how it all goes." I sighed.

"Thank you" Zoe told me, as she looked at me. She did seem like a nice person, and something told me she wasn't gonna be a problem.

"Alright! We were unpacking, as you can see, but feel free to rest while we're at it. Do you need anything, baby?"

"Just some water, please."

"Are you sure? We also have a couple beers and some... Orange juice, I think?" I asked, but she just shook her head.

"Liam, could you bring her a glass of water, please?"

I got up and went to the kitchen. Before walking through the doorway, I glanced back at them. For a moment, I thought I'd seen Sarah's hand under Zoe's skirt, but when I checked again, she had it on her knee. Probably their height difference was playing some optical illusion on me.

We still had several boxes left, but fortunately we had left them in the room where we would unpack them. So I searched the boxes in the kitchen for a glass and I poured some water for our guest.

I could hear them chat, although it was a very faint sound thanks to Zoe's voice. When I came back, Sarah was sitting sideways on the couch and had both her legs over Zoe's thighs, as if they were best friends in a slumber party. In this new position, Sarah had her back towards the kitchen door, so I couldn't see where her right hand was before she moved it and put it on her friend's shoulder. Her right leg was bouncing a bit, as if brushing gently against Zoe.

"Thank you" the girl said when I gave her the glass. As Sarah said, Zoe was blushing suddenly, and started breathing slightly more heavily. Poor girl must have social anxiety! But I told myself I'd help her as much as I can.

"We'd better continue unpacking, right, Sarah?" I asked as Zoe drank.

"Absolutely!" She stood up. "Maybe later we can have some dinner out, I'm starving!"

Zoe put her hands on her lap, pushing downward as she pressed her thighs together. I understood a little what she was going through. Being in a room with someone you don't know, and feeling like a burden. Fortunately, I had found the love of my life, so that constantly filled me with determination.

"It's ok, Zoe. I'll take your bag to the room, and you can take a nap or do anything you feel like while we're out here, ok?" I offered, and I did so. She wasn't a child, but she didn't look like trouble, so I had no issues respecting her shy attitude. When I came back again, the girl looked redder.

"I'm getting really hard." She said shyly.

"Oh, goodness! I need to take care of you now!" Sarah said. There was little surprise in her voice. "Liam, sorry, I need to help her right now. She'll be aching terribly if I don't. Could you please continue unpacking what you can? I'll give her a good massage to make her feel really good."

My amazing girlfriend, already feeling responsible for a patient. I was so proud of her.

"Sure. I can do that, don't worry."

"Thank you. You're the best. Sorry for not helping you."

"I said don't worry, now you go massage those muscles."

She gave me a brief peck on the lips before she helped her friend stand up. Zoe seem to have difficulty to walk, as if her thick thighs had stiffened together, and she even arched forward a bit. Her pleaded skirt had folded weirdly when she was sitting, so when she stood up it looked as if she had a huge erection. I instantly felt terrible for thinking that. It was such a teenager-like thought. Not everything that looks like a dick is funny. I told myself to grow up.

Sarah took Zoe's hand and guided her to our room, and she laid her down on our bed.

"It'll take some minutes. I'll be playing some music, it's highly therapeutic. I'll also lock the door, you know, for her privacy."

"Of course. I mean, I wouldn't peek, but sure."

"I know you won't, Liam. You're the best."

Sarah kissed me again before she closed the door. I heard the click of the lock and what could have been giggling.