That night Debbie lay next to Gini, holding her and rubbing on her back so she’d fall asleep. Gini put her hand on Debbie’s chest. “Bress… Dee… bee… bress.”
“Shh, shh. You need to go to sleep.”
“Bress.” She started rubbing with her palms.
Debbie was surprised she suddenly was aroused. She took Gini’s hand and kissed it. “Sleep, baby. We’ll talk about our breasts tomorrow.”
Gini took a couple of deep breaths and fell into a deep sleep.
Normally, Debbie would get up and move Gini to the middle of the bed and then leave the room until she was ready to go to sleep herself, but her body was still aroused. She pulled Gini close to her. After a few minutes, she made herself get out of the bed.
There was no mention of the breasts or any other body part for a week. And then, when they were lying in bed before Gini fell asleep at naptime, Gini once again started rubbing Debbie’s breasts. Debbie unbuttoned her shirt and took off her bra.
Then Gini put her hand on her own. Debbie undressed her on top. Once again, she explained about the function of the breast and nipple. Gini gingerly stuck her finger on her nipple and pushed on it.
Debbie took her finger and kissed it. “The baby sucks on the nipple, and milk flows into the baby’s mouth.”
Gini sat on her knees facing Debbie for a few seconds and then leaned forward and sucked on Debbie’s nipple.
“No, no, baby.” She tried to gently push her away. “Gini, no.”
But Gini resisted, and the more she sucked, the more aroused Debbie became. Debbie pulled Gini’s face up and hugged her tight.
Gini finally lay down and fell asleep. Debbie reached over to the nightstand and took out her stimulator and took care of her sexual need. When she was done, she cried. She had promised herself she would never allow herself to be sexually attracted to Gini. Gini was her child, not her lover—that could never be.
Gini became fixated with her own and Debbie’s breasts, always wanting to rub them and constantly trying to suck on Debbie’s. Debbie finally gave in and let her. Maybe by denying her, she was making Gini more intent on doing it. It always aroused Debbie, and she would continue to her self-made climax—feeling guilty each time. She never touched Gini on her sexual parts, and Gini usually fell asleep before Debbie pulled out her device. Then one night, Gini lifted up and kissed Debbie on the lips. It wasn’t a real kiss; she just laid her lips on Debbie’s. That was it. Debbie had to stop.
The next morning before Gini was up, Debbie called Maggie. There was franticness in her voice as she explained to Maggie that Gini needed to be assigned a new guardian.
“Okay, Debbie, calm down and tell me what’s going on.”
“I can’t be her guardian any longer… I’m not good for her.”
“Debbie, I’m coming to you. Tell me your address.”
About forty-five minutes later, Howard announced Maggie. Debbie let her in and continued to pace.
“Debbie, sit down and let’s talk while Gini’s still sleeping.”
Debbie told her what had been happening.
“Maggie, I didn’t touch her in that way, I promise. But others may see it as that I’m abusing her. I love her and would never do anything to hurt her. And what if she wants to kiss me or later wants more?”
“I don’t think you are abusing her. You have done nothing wrong. You need to calm down. Listen, Debbie, Gini is never going to be with a man. If she wants to figure out her sexual parts and sensual feelings, you’re the one she trusts to teach her. Just be careful that you’re aware of what she wants.”
“Maggie! I could never… no… never be intimate with my baby.”
“I’m not suggesting that; you’re in a delicate situation here, but you’re a professional. Put your personal feelings aside. Can you do that?”
Debbie sniffed. “Yes, you’re right. I can handle this as a teacher would.”
“It sounds to me like you need to get out and live a little on your own. Call Lisa and go on a date. I’m sure a home medical service can provide someone to watch Gini.”
Debbie gave a sad look. “Lisa’s with Lenny now.” She pushed down the disappointment she felt. She’d always known Lisa wasn’t a sure thing, though she’d had hopes…
“Well, promise me you’ll take some me time.”
“I will. I just needed someone to talk to.”
“I’m your gal. You know anytime you need me, just call.”
Debbie fixed breakfast, and Maggie stayed to eat with her and Gini. She told Debbie about the new team. Although she liked the new nurse and doctor, she missed Debbie and Robert.
The summer months went by. Gini and Debbie enjoyed the nice weather and being outside. Gini’s favorite walk was down Long Wharf.
“Boe… ta,” she’d say. “Sip.”
And Gini continued to discover her body. Debbie no longer fought Gini touching her. Maggie was right in many ways. Gini would never be with a man; it was just the two of them. And Debbie could control her emotions and find her pleasure when Gini was sleeping. Gini didn’t seem to grasp the concept of sex; she was just interested in how her body worked. She’d asked so many questions about her brain injury and how it affected her body that Debbie ordered a three-inch thick medical book and started reading it to Gini when she asked questions.
Both Maggie and Lisa came to visit often. Gini loved being with both. It gave Debbie a chance to get out alone once in a while.
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