"Someone better be dead for you to call me this early." I said, annoyed with being woken up so early by the phone.
"Well I might as well be." even half asleep I could tell that it was Mandy's voice. "Timmy, I have been in an accident and I need you to come home right away".
"This better not be a joke." still mad at being awake "Are you being serious?"
"Stop being an ass." she said in her more serious voice "Come on, please I really need you".
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When I was 12 my mother died and since my dad could barely take care of himself, I moved in with my mothers cousin. She had two daughters. Mandy was six years younger and Emily was eight years younger then me. We grow up together and were very close as kids but we lived in a very small town that I felt suffocated in so I left when I was 19.
I tried to stay close with all of them but living 300 miles away made it tough and my visits became less frequent every year. Mandy stayed home after high school and fell into the same trap everyone there did of not ever leaving. Emily got a scholarship and went far away for college only to come back for her moms funeral the summer after her first year.
Mandy and I always had a playful kind of relationship that some times felt like how grade school kids acted when they liked each other more then friends. Even though I shouldn't look at her this way but Mandy was a 5'8" curvy blonde with large breasts and I always found her beautiful. I stood about six foot with black hair muscular build and always thought of myself as a ladies man but in a good way not the douchebag kind.
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When I got to her hospital room she was sleeping still but I noticed that she had casts from mid bicep to hand on both arms. I talked to the doctor who told me she will be in those casts for the next three to six months depending on how well her bones heal. He also said she can go home tomorrow but will need someone to care for her pretty much 24/7.
She had woken up by the time I had came back from dealing with the doctors and all the paperwork. Fighting back the tears she told me about what had happened to her over the last few months. Apparently she had been on a downward spiral lately that she had been keeping from me on our monthly phone calls. Her boyfriend had cheated on her with one of her best friends and soon after she lost her job.
She was also getting evict from her house and had been drinking a lot lately. Luckily she wasn't the one driving when the accident happen but it was a wake up call for her. She could barely speak by now "Tim, can you please help me out of this mess?"
"Of course I will but I can't do it here." I told her "If you really want my help you're going to have to come with me to my place....I'm set up pretty well down there. I have a big house and you can have your own room with bathroom in it plus I mostly work from home so I can be there to help you."
"I guess I don't have much of a choice, do I?" she said "It's not like I have much keeping me here anymore."
The next day I packed up all her personal stuff as she already told me what she wanted to keep. I left all her furniture since my place had everything already then went and picked her up at the hospital. She was on pain meds so she slept the whole way there and even the whole time I unloaded her stuff. I finally woke her enough to guide her to her room before I put her into bed and left her phone by the bed in case she needs me.
It was after midnight when she texted me 'need you' and when I got there she had a very embarrassed look on her face. "What's up?" I said.
"Well I could use another pain pill." she said "But I have to pee first and...."
"You want me to help you with that?"
"Well I don't really want you to but I doubt I can do it myself." she said.
I helped her up before we went into the bathroom and she pulled her pants down then I helped her sit. I gave her some paper then went outside for a few minutes until she told me she was done. I pulled her up so she could pull her pants back up and help her back into bed. It was the same routine the next morning then I feed her before she went back to sleep.
It was several days before most of her soreness had gone away and she could almost get around by herself plus didn't need my help with the bathroom anymore. During breakfast she kept giving me funny looks until I finally said "Ok what's the deal?"
"I kind of need to take a shower or something but not sure how that's going to work." she said.
"Oh...well they gave me some waterproof tape and bags to cover your casts with." I said "but I doubt you will be able to wash yourself so I guess I would have to do that for you".
"Yeah well that's the part I'm not sure about." she said "Not only will I be naked but you're going to have to touch me also".
"Well you wouldn't be the first girl I have taking a shower with." I said with a sarcastic smile "Which are you afraid of more me seeing you naked or having to wash you?"
"A little of both." she said "But I've been thinking about it all morning and thought that maybe if you were naked also it would be less uncomfortable."
When we were done with breakfast we went into my bathroom since the shower was bigger then the one in hers. I pulled her shirt off so I could wrap her arms up to protect her casts and then started to shower. I went behind her to undo her bra and saw the tag that said 38DD and then slide her sweats down with her panties also. She went into the shower as I got undressed and told her that when she felt comfortable to turn around.
"You ok?" I said after a minute of her facing away still "Having second thoughts about this."