Wishful Thinking/Beth's Room (Alternate)
From Create Your Own Story
That shriek, you think was not a shriek of pleasure...she had hurt herself... uh... whoever it was.
You open Becky's room and find no one in there, so you surmise it must have come from Beth's room. You quickly get over to her room and open the door.
You inhale sharply as you see Beth on the floor in just a pair of panties, her leg has a gash in it about two inches long and it is bleeding profusely. Her hair is wet, so you guess she had just gotten out of the shower. Her hands are holding the gash, and trying to stop the bleeding. But that isn't working too well. She looks over at you, at once embarrassed at her state of undress, and grateful for someone being there to help her. "OH! I smashed my leg against the bed frame...please help me!" she said, tears streaking down her face as the blood seeped through her fingers and stained the carpet in her room red.
"Right away!" You say and take two steps towards her when you have a brainstorm. 'I wish the blood would stop and the pain would go away.' you think to yourself.
"Oh...the...It's not hurting anymore." Beth says in wonderment as the blood stops seeping. The only thing running down her leg now was what had come out before hand.
You arrive at her side and kneel down, smiling down at her kindly. "You'll be all right, Beth. I'm here now." You say with a wink. 'I wish I knew exactly what to do in this situation.'
You quickly go about looking at the wound. The information flooding into your head. The cut isn't too deep, though you suspect that's because of Amina having to stop the bleeding caused the cut to be slightly more than superficial. "A bandage and some antiseptic should make this great. You have some in the bathroom right?"
"Yes, the bandages are above the sink and the Peroxide is in the cabinet under it. Thank you so much." She says. "Uh...but before you go...could you help me get a shirt on? I mean...please? That one there is dirty already so help me put that one on since it has to be washed anyway."
You nod and quickly grab that shirt and help her put it over her head. As you are tugging the shirt over her breasts your knuckles graze her nipples, causing Beth to moan a bit at the sensations. You look up into her blue eyes, and are struck for a second by her sudden look of desire in them. You didn't remember ever wishing for that one...
'That's because it was already there Master. She's had the hots for you since third grade. She'd just been embarrassed to say anything.' You feel Amina's voice say into your head.
'She likes me?"
'Oh yes, she thinks you are 'The One' for her and wants it so bad that it paralyzes her from acting. She also figures that if you find someone else she'll be happy so long as you are happy. She is, to put it in words, deeply in love with you, Master. And That is how you know it's not me. I can create LUST...not this type of Love.'
The revelation is amazing to you, and you continue staring into her eyes for a bit when she smiles at you. "So...uh...you going to go get the bandages and all that so you can be my hero some more?" She says.
"OH, right. So sorry...got hypnotized by your beautiful eyes for a second." You say, and watch her blush furiously. You get up and run to the bathroom and get the materials and run back to the room to help her out.
