“We were so worried! Poor Teruko’s been wearing herself to a frazzle, sleeping in that awful chair next to your bed every night for the last six months in case you woke up and she wasn’t there! How do you feel, Jack? Honestly?”
I looked at both of them as they waited for my answer.
“Physically, I feel fine; a little wobbly now and then, but the hospital assures me that’s purely due to being immobile for so long, and should pass. As for the other thing; I have to be honest, you both seem like really nice people, and you obviously know me well, and I don’t want to offend you, but I can’t remember either of you at all; hell, I can’t remember anything prior to ten days ago!”
The girl, who’d introduced herself as Sai Fong, looked at me sympathetically.
“It’s okay, Jack, we’re not offended. Harry and I were so worried for you, and for Teruko, she’s been almost out of her mind; the only way we could get her to leave and get something to eat, or get some proper rest, was for one of us to wait there at your bedside. We saw you like that, so now that you’re back with us, we’ll take you as you are; we’re your friends, always remember that, and you can’t offend us!”
I was almost overcome; tears seemed to come easily these days, had I always been such a cry-baby?
Harry sat down next to me and put his arm around me, hugging my shoulder briskly.
“What Sai says is true, Jackie-boy, we’ll be there, and maybe we can find a way to get this fixed together; all your friends are worried sick about you; we’re just the tip of the iceberg, don’t forget that! If I have to take you every place you’ve ever been, I’ll do that if there’s a chance it’ll help you regain your memory. I’ve spoken with Doctor Hunter, and he believes that your amnesia is temporary, and perhaps it only needs one trigger to unlock your memories, we’ll look and try anything until we find one, if that’s what it takes; you’re not alone, old boy!”
Harry spent the rest of the afternoon talking to me about school and rugby, escapades we’d had (which sounded fun, I really wished I’d been there!) mutual friends, general conversation which did a lot to flesh out my world-picture, showing me pictures of us together, I presume in school, pictures of me in a rugby strip, one picture of me holding up a large trophy with him. Harry was good company, and he genuinely seemed to like me, which disposed me well toward him as well.
Sai Fong was a delight; warm, funny, witty, acerbic, a perfect foil for Harry’s serious-minded attitude; the fact that she was also a complete knockout didn’t escape my notice either! I was sorry when they had to leave, but Sai Fong said they’d be back in the morning; she had a free day from university, and Harry had to be at somewhere called Woolwich Arsenal, which sounded vaguely familiar, which was not far from the flat, so he’d drop Sai Fong off to spend the morning with Teruko and me, and he’d be along later.
Bedtime was a little embarrassing. Teruko had shown me my room, and after showering and drying-off in the bathroom, I walked into my room in just my shorts, with a bathrobe over, to find her in my bed.
“I’m sorry, I… I thought this was my room…?” I faltered, but she just smiled.
“It our room, Jakku-san, this our bed. Come to bed now, you must rest, you still not strong. I want to rest next to husband again, it has been too long since husband sleep in own bed!”
I gingerly slipped off my robe, conscious of the fact that I only had shorts on under the robe; I’d not expected company, and I was a little flustered, not to say a little embarrassed too. Teruko looked at me, her eyes sad as she slipped out of bed and held her hand out to me. She was wearing ‘Hello Kitty’ pyjamas that were slightly too big for her, and she looked absolutely adorable, as well as sexy, a hidden, deeper part of me noted, a definite stirring inside me at the thought.
“Jakku-san, you are so thin, you must eat, be fit again, I help you, my husband. Now husband come to bed, you look so tired, please come, sleep now!”
Somewhat hesitantly, I slid under the covers, lying back and pulling them up around me. Teruko fussed with them a little, tucking me in properly, and then surprising me with a small kiss on the side of my mouth.
“Sleep well, my husband!” she murmured, her fingers tracing my jawline for a second, her eyes clouded as she lay on her side, her eyes fixed on mine. On impulse, I took her hand and squeezed it gently to thank her for looking after me so kindly, and she slid herself up against me, her head fitting into the hollow of my neck as she hugged me gently.
“It okay to put arm around me, Jakku-san, you not hurt me!” she murmured, and I could hear the sadness in her voice; almost without thinking I slid my arm around her, holding her properly for the first time. It felt good, actually, it felt great; she was soft and warm, and she fitted against me as though she was a part of me, and once again that sense of deja vu permeated me; I’d definitely done this before, with her, it felt so right. I felt her warm little hand on my back as she gently rubbed between my shoulder-blades, relaxing and calming me as she lovingly rubbed and caressed me. She looked up at me, a bright, happy smile on her face.
“Sleep now, my husband, in morning we will talk, you ask, I will tell, but now you must rest, please to go to sleep!”
I smiled at her expression, and lay back, unconsciously pulling her closer to me, but enjoying the warmth and feel of her as she curled up inside my arm.
I awoke in the dead of night, wide awake from a confused dream of faces and places, the images already fading, but one image remained clear; Teruko, much younger than she was now, sitting on a bed with me with a large black dog sitting up at her feet; she’d called the dog “Sinai” or “Sensei”, something like that; it was vivid and unfading, and I knew that I was remembering her as a young girl, which raised yet another question; how long had I known this girl? Were we childhood sweethearts? Where did I meet her, and when?
As I pondered, I slowly became aware of where my hand was; somehow, while I slept, my hand had found itself inside the back of her pyjama pants and was clutching her firm, warm, rounded buttock. I was stunned; what was I doing? I had no business touching her so intimately, and I tried to stealthily slide my hand away from the forbidden territory, but even that was enough to wake her.
I tried to take my hand away, spluttering apologies, but she stopped my hand by putting her hand on mine, and touched my lips with her fingertip.
“Sshhh, Jakku-san, it okay, you my husband, you allowed to hold me like that! It nice, please do not stop! Husband can hold me closer if he wish, he not hurt me, I would like him to hold me close again!”
All the while, she’d been gently undulating against me, and now that involuntary reaction was happening again; I looked at her in ashamed embarrassment, but she just smiled at me and ground herself against me a little harder, her hand going around the back of my neck to gently pull my head down so she could kiss me lightly on the lips.
“Husband and wife do lot of things together, all good; it part of love, Jakku-san want me show him how again?” she breathed, and I could only nod, my mouth suddenly too dry to speak.
Teruko knelt up on the bed, switched on the bedside lamp, and began slowly unbuttoning her pyjama top, smiling gently all the while. I watched half in anticipation, half in trepidation, wondering what she was going to show me, or if I was even capable of understanding what she wanted us to do, a strange, not uncomfortable tightness beginning to make itself felt in the base of my scrotum as my erect penis suddenly throbbed insistently. She undid the last of the buttons and pulled off the top, her breasts spilling out into the lamplight, perfectly formed, opulent without being excessive, with beautiful, pale brownish-pink nipples, solidly erect in the lamplight.
Suddenly, unaccountably, I had the urge to suck and squeeze those delicious looking nubs, and Teruko smiled as I reached out, almost mesmerised, to hold and feel those magnificent orbs. I suddenly looked into her eyes, realising what I was doing, and made to pull away, but she took my wrists and pulled my hands back onto her fabulous breasts.
“It is allowed; you are my husband!” she grinned, her eyes twinkling as she smiled, and so I once again took those beautiful breasts in my hands, feeling the stiff firmness of the nipples against my palms, hearing her soft sigh as I gently rubbed them as I slid my hands all over those alluring breasts. I hadn’t realised I’d moved closer to her, close enough to lean down and gently suck one of her nipples into my mouth, feeling the texture of the firm rubbery flesh against my lips as I nibbled, sucked and licked it, instinct filling in where knowledge lacked, my erection growing even harder and more insistent as sense-memories awakened, the almost cellular awareness that this was something I had done before, many times.
Without even realising it, my other hand took hold of her other breast, and began twirling and lightly pinching the nipple in time to my sucking and nibbling of the one in my mouth. Absently I felt her hands on my head as she twined her fingers in my hair, holding me against her as I suckled and teased, her sighs and soft rippling murmurs letting me know that I was doing it just right.
I felt her hand under my chin, and I looked up at her, to see her deep ruby lips smile invitingly, and instinctively, impulsively, I leaned in to kiss those curving red lips. As my lips brushed against hers, the sudden urge to kiss her rose up inside me, and I pulled her closer, her lips suddenly irresistible, my need to kiss her deeply suddenly almost overpowering.
Teruko wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back just as enthusiastically, her tongue slipping between my lips to brush and wriggle against mine, the feeling hot, and clean, and very, very sexy!
I broke off for air, to see her smiling happily at me.
“Now I know Jakku-san not forget how to kiss me!” she grinned, and I had to grin back; with the golden lamplight bathing her skin in soft light, and her nipples glowing like dark coral jewels, she was beautiful and desirable, and something deep inside me was clamouring for her, a voice I could almost hear…
Teruko slid of the bed, and turned slightly away from me to pull down the pyjama pants, wriggling the tight waistband over her shapely hips, her naked, beautifully firm buttocks jiggling delightfully and her breasts tolling like bells with her motion. She turned to face me again, her grin still very much in evidence, and her spectacular breasts now revealed in a their naked glory as she posed in front of me, her long, lithe legs and flat stomach a poem of symmetry and grace and feminine beauty. Her firm, protuberant breasts crowned with two stiff nipples atop delicious coral caps, her tiny waist and smoothly flaring hips curving round to her tight buttocks and inviting lumbar dimples, all formed an image in my mind that edged tantalisingly close to memory and recall.