Don't Call It A Gift

Noriko was fascinated by the idea of going to a theme park with Remy, looking forward to spending time with her intended doing something decidedly not dangerous. She'd never been to Disney our Florida at all, but currently was sitting on the bed in the jet, gently rubbing lotion into her newly un-cast leg. She was still trying to reacquaint herself with not seeing people fiberglass every time. It was still a bit slow going with moving around and she had a brace to wear if she needed it: by far the most difficult challenge was having to take her time taking back up to her normal level of motion and stamina.

She stretched out her foot and poked her snoozing boyfriend gently with a toe, watching for his eyes to crack open: Noriko loved the colors of Remy's eyes, finding the colors beautifully exotic.

"Still sleepy?" she asked, crawling up beside him and flooding over onto her back. "I didn't think the sex was that vigorous."