"What does it seem to be, Betty?" she asked, looking concerned.

"They still don't know," Betty Sue said. "They're running all kinds of tests on him. It seems to be a blood circulation thing, blood being cut off to his brain. He was unconscious for hours before they revived him. It could take them weeks, they said, before they can pinpoint it exactly."

"And in the meantime, I suppose they'll just keep you dangling," Barbara said, smiling, trying to ease her sister's obvious anxieties as best she could.

"Yes, I suppose," Betty said. "Thank God you could come here right away. I get so nervous thinking about… about if… if… Oh, God, what if Johan dies?"

"Nonsense, Betty," Barbara Jean said. "It's just something simple. Why, I bet Johan's as strong and as horny as a horse, right this very minute. Nothing can happen to him."

Betty Sue almost wanted to laugh, because Johan was still strong, and knowing him, he was most probably horny, having to stay all by himself in that boring old hospital bed. No wonder her cunt felt weird. Quickly she calculated the days… she had just finished a particularly long, heavy period the very day it happened to Johan. It had been five days… no, six, she corrected herself, since they had made love. Johan, her incredibly big hunk of Swedish masculinity, was not used to such long waits between balling.

Just the thought of his massive frame, his wild curly blond hair and sky-blue eyes, made Betty Sue's cunt spasm and flutter. The juices that had been gathering just inside the lips of her cuntal mouth grew warmer and slowly oozed through the lips, parting them slightly so they would rub against each other sibilantly if she moved her legs just right. She could almost feel Johan's one-hundred-and-ninety pounds bearing down on her, her tits nestling against the soft, silky down of his blond chest hairs and the incredible weight of his cock, hot and hard and throbbing, pressing against the trim firm muscles of her flat belly, his hairy ball sac pressed tight against her moistly waiting clitoris.