It was in the middle of the spring when I had the chance to see Samuel again. Samuel, as you will recall, is the son of the preacher in town. Besides being in college, he was also the one person in town that knew of my secret life of being on cam and playing with strangers as my online personae. In exchange for his silence, I have on occasion spent some quality time with him, giving my own brand of medicine as only the Naughty Nurse can.
Unfortunately, the vow of secrecy only applied to the sleepy town I volunteer in. The roots my late husband and I established in this town make it hard to think about leaving. It was because of such a complication that Samuel has used it to his advantage on a few occasions to have me help out some of his college buddies. That night was not an exception.
I walked in from helping out at the local elementary school with their book fair when I saw his signal on my door. Samuel started leaving a Polaroid of his smile on the door to let me know he was in there. Luckily to an outside observer, it makes no sense whatsoever. To me, it meant Samuel was there and there was a possibility he brought a friend in need. I took a deep breath before realizing that it had been a few weeks since I experienced the warm touch of a man. That thought alone made me change my tune as I unlocked my door.
I walk in to find Samuel sitting on my couch. He was wearing what looked like basketball gear or whatever the kids nowadays call it. Next to him sat a young black fellow also wearing basketball gear although it was a different team. I look at Samuel before he smiled at me. Then he stood up and opened his arms out to a hug. I pressed myself against him almost forgetting there was someone else in the room before I heard a throat clearing in the background. I pulled away almost blushing before Samuel started talking.
"Maria, I'd like you to meet my buddy Andrew." I look at Andrew as he stood. He stood about a foot taller than me, but was slender. He had a baby face and these really deep brown eyes. As I admired his features, Samuel started whispering in my ear.
"He needs your help, Maria." Samuel took a deep breath as Andrew begged off to use the restroom. "Andrew has never had..."
"Wait a second, Samuel!" I started before he clammed up.
"Maria, I know it seems like I am using you to pop my friends' cherries. You need to understand..."
"That I am your whore, Samuel? That because of my secret, you're going to hook your friend's up with pussy?" I started feeling flustered before Samuel started whispering in my ear.
"I already destroyed the pictures. I destroyed everything that I had on you to reveal your secret. You have no need to feel like I am forcing you to do anything."
I could hear the desperation in his voice, as if I was his only confidante. My heart melted. It was then I pulled Samuel's face down to mind and kissed him deeply.
"Promise me you'll give me more time next time?" I said with a grin on my face disarming him before seeing him smile. He then kissed me back before we heard that clearing of the throat again.
"Maybe I should let you two have some fun without me," he said sarcastically. Both of us started laughing. It was then we all sat down. We started to talk about college life and basketball before Samuel's cell phone went off. He spoke on it for a few prior to pushing the button and getting up.
"Maria, it's been fun catching up. That was Mom. Apparently dinner is waiting for me. Think you can cook up something for Andrew? I promise I'll pick him up later if there's a problem."
I knew what Samuel was alluding to. As I kissed him good night, I started thinking about how I was going to help Andrew. I turned to see Andrew suddenly not as cocky as he was earlier. I then moved closer to him and took him by the hand.
