Chapter 4
The next day Sam found it hard to believe that it had really happened. Surely it had just been a vivid dream. But he could smell the faint scent of aroused womanhood in his sheets and on his body. It was strange. He doubted Jenny made a habit of leaping into bed with any patient who couldn't sleep, but she hadn't hesitated to do so with him. Still, a part of him seemed to find it perfectly fitting that she should.

There were more tests that day, all as inconclusive as those the day before. His mother and sister visited again, and told him that if no more troubling symptoms showed up he would be discharged the next day.

"You'll have to spend another night here," his mother said sympathetically, "but it's better to be safe."

"Yes," Sam agreed, but he was thinking about the nurse, Jenny. Would she be on duty again that night?

In the afternoon, Cameron and Gina visited. They were both a bit subdued, but cheered up at finding him so much better.

"When you collapsed like that," Cameron said, "I thought you were dead!"

Gina elbowed him and rolled her eyes. "He thought the totem spirit had attacked you."

"I did not!" Cameron protested, but Sam laughed.

"Well, that would be one explanation," he said.

"Do they know what happened?" Gina asked.

"They think it was some kind of seizure. Evidently my dad used to get them sometimes -- Mom would come in and find him lying unconscious on the floor. She thinks maybe that was why..." Sam trailed off. His father had been killed in a car accident when he was very young. He cleared his throat and went on. "Anyway, that might be what happened to me. But his never lasted more than a few minutes. They can't figure out why I was unconscious for so long."

"Has it ever happened before?" Cameron asked.

"Nope. But, as they say, there's a first time for everything!"

In the afternoon there were still more tests. Caroline and Joan joined him for dinner again that evening and stayed until the end of visiting hours. When they finally left they told him they would pick him up in the morning and take him home.

Sam lay awake again, but this time with anticipation. At about one in the morning the door to his room opened and Jenny came in. This time she closed the door and turned the lights on without a word. Briskly she undressed, putting her discarded clothes on the chair, then climbed into bed with him.

They made out for a long time, kissing and touching. Sam ran his hands over Jenny's body, exploring it. He kissed and licked her breasts, squeezed her firm ass, ran his tongue lightly over her aroused pussy while she gave little gasps of pleasure. Jenny climbed on top of him again, impaling herself on his hard cock and riding him to several powerful orgasms before he finally came inside her.

Sam held her against him while she drew shuddering breaths, dropping little kissed on her face and neck.

"Have you ever...done this before?" he finally asked.

Jenny smiled at him. "You mean, had sex? Of course!"

"No, I mean, like this...with a patient."

"No..." Jenny said thoughtfully. "But I thought this time...you wanted me to, didn't you?"

"Of course!" Sam said quickly. "It was wonderful."

"For me, too," said Jenny. "It was the best I've ever had. I've never come that many times before. It was amazing. And you're really only a kid. I wouldn't have thought you could be so good. But you were!"

"It was my first time," Sam confessed.

"Really? Wow! I can't imagine what you'll be like with more experience!" Jenny grinned at him and Sam laughed.

After cuddling together a bit longer, Jenny reluctantly got out of bed and dressed again, Sam watching with interest. When she was done she came back and kissed him tenderly.

"I'm glad you're all right," Jenny told him, "But I'm a little sorry that you're being discharged tomorrow!"

"Me, too," Sam said. "Maybe you can come visit me some time."

"Maybe!" Jenny said. She kissed him again. "Pleasant dreams!" Turning the light out, she left.