The Healer -

This is Chapter 2 of a five-part story. The other chapters should be published in a couple of days after the previous chapter. You would understand this part better if you read the previous chapter first.

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Thanksgiving holiday time came and went, and as usual, I wasn't home to celebrate with my family. School had let out for the entire fourth week of November, but the store where I worked was preparing for the Christmas shopping rush. My boss had told me that the store takes in over 50% of its yearly sales in the month of December, and as much as she would have loved to let me go home to family, I was needed to help prepare for Black Friday, when the store opened at 6:00 a.m.

I had video chatted with Bri every chance I could get. She continued to get stronger. True to his word, Dad had taken off work the next day after I had left to come back to school. He took her to see the school counselor, and they had devised a schedule of tutoring and making up missed assignments so that if Bri could work hard, she could save her semester and be ready to graduate with her class in the spring. I had no doubt she could do it because she had the drive and determination necessary to fight through difficult situations, as proven by her resiliency in fighting cancer.

That meant there hadn't been as much time to video with her, but we still kept each other posted. We probably sent at least 15 to 20 texts per day, and each time I received a notification, I could hardly wait to see what she had sent me. Even the single word texts were special, but the occasional body pictures and the messages of love were what I appreciated the most.

My parents had worked out a schedule with Lara's parents for their impending visit to my college. Lara's mom would drive the girls here on the Saturday before Christmas (which was on Friday this year), spending the night in a hotel before returning home. I had contacted the college admissions department and found out that it was usually staffed until December 23

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, since Christmas break was a good time for potential students to visit without missing classes at home. Lara and Bri would tour the campus on Monday afternoon, followed by a session with one of the admissions counselors. They would then have the rest of the week with me, whenever I wasn't at work. I thought about planning activities for them, but if Lara was having a bad day, we probably would not be able to get out to do things. I decided we could make last-minute decisions as to any activities in which we might partake.

December was a very busy month. In addition to finals, I had started picking up extra hours at the store as we prepared for the Christmas season. That meant putting out extra stock, decorating for the season (we didn't put Christmas things out in August like the big retailers do), and being very meticulous about how the merchandise was displayed on the shelves, so that everyone's shopping experience would be good. My boss was great, telling me and others how much she appreciated our hard work. In many ways, the store was my second family, and since she had given me so much extra time off to be with Bri, it was the least I could do to help her get ready for her big season.

The weekend the girls were coming finally arrived. Bri texted me that they had left around one and would almost certainly not be driving the entire distance without stopping a few times. That was good for me, because I had to work until nine that night. The goal was for me to be able to meet them at a restaurant for dinner before Bri came to stay with me, while Lara would spend the first night in the hotel with her mom.

The hours crept by. It had been over six weeks since I'd seen Bri in person. The store's holiday business had already begun to pick up, so that helped me pass the time. Finally, the boss began shutting down the lights and locking the doors. She had given me the next day off since she knew my sister and her friend were coming to visit. I would work again on Monday evening, after the girls toured the campus.

Bri had texted me the name of the steakhouse where we would eat, saying that they would get there about thirty minutes before me. I answered telling her to start without me, but she sent back a one-word reply - "Nope." I pulled in about ten minutes after nine. Bri had been watching the door, and when she saw me, she got up and ran into my arms. As she hugged me, I could not believe the strength she was showing! I knew she was getting stronger. Now I could feel it.

She led me back to our table. Lara got up and gave me a hug. I was afraid to hug her too tightly, but she whispered in my ear that she felt fine and not to be afraid of hurting her. Her hug felt good and strong as well. Lara's mom Pam reached her hand out for mine, but she was the woman that brought my sister and her friend to me, so I walked past the handshake and hugged her as well. As we sat down, I thought I could see a hint of a blush on her cheeks.

The girls thanked me for arranging this visit, especially the part about getting them scheduled for a campus tour and a visit with an admissions counselor at my college the next day. Bri was especially excited, since she'd only found out on Friday that she had officially passed her semester courses, and would be caught up with her classmates, on track to graduate in May. She also told us that they had scheduled another scan the first week of January to check on the state of her cancer, but she was sure that if it hadn't disappeared already, it was small enough that it was no longer affecting her, and that she was doing all she could do to make sure it went away completely.

I nearly choked on the water I was drinking when she said that, because she looked at me with a naughty smile, meaning that as soon as the two of us were alone in my apartment, I was going to give her at least a couple of injections of the healing serum I apparently produced in my body. In other words, we were going to fuck each other's brains out, since it had been so long since we'd been together in person.

As we ate our meal, I asked the girls if they had thought about what their majors would be. Understandably, Bri said she hadn't thought about it, since she really didn't think she'd make it to the point where she could be a college student. Pam reached out and patted her hand on Bri's and told her how proud she was of her for pushing through even though her prognosis was very grim just a few months ago.

But Lara was very certain of what she wanted. She wanted to be a scientist, and specifically to work in research and development to try and find a cure for juvenile arthritis so that nobody would have to endure the struggles she had for most of her life. I could see the determination in her eyes as she spoke, and while I was grateful for her friendship with Bri, I discovered a little more about who Lara was outside of being Bri's friend, and I liked finding out this part about her.

The meal was over, and Pam and Lara headed back to their hotel, while I took Bri with me to the apartment. Pam planned on bringing Lara to the apartment at ten the next morning. I was putting Bri's suitcase in the back seat of my car as Pam and Lara drove away. Without warning, Bri grabbed me and turned me around, jumping up in my arms while crying out, "God, Timmy, I have missed you so much! Hold me, touch me, kiss me, and promise we will never be apart that long again for the rest of our lives!"

We kept kissing for a few seconds, and then I realized we could be doing this in my apartment with far less clothing on, so I convinced her to stop and get in the car so we could get there faster. She laughed and playfully punched me - something I had dearly missed - and we took off for the apartment, bending the speed limit along the way.

We managed to make it inside and quickly stripped off our clothes, leaving a trail between the front door and my bedroom. Once there, we quickly jumped into my bed without bothering to pull the sheets back. Bri laid on her back and opened her arms to me and I quickly climbed on top, not stopping for any of our usual oral activities leading up to fucking. Instead, she was already wet and I was already hard and we made good use of those facts as I lined up and sank deep into my sister's pussy. We fucked until we both came, and then after a ten-minute rest, fucked again, with Bri riding on top of me this time, before finishing on her hands and knees, and me pounding her from behind.

In the afterglow of our second coupling, we held each other, laying side by side, with her head on my chest and my arm reaching over to softly fondle one of her small breasts. We didn't speak at first but instead listened to each other's breathing come back to a normal rate. Being able to touch her like this and be this close was just as important to me as the torrid sex we had just finished.

Finally, Bri spoke, softly, since we were both so close to each other. "God Timmy, I needed that! I was so afraid it had been so long since we'd done it that maybe my cancer was going to start growing back! I needed a double dose of your healing power, and you really gave it to me!"

I chuckled and replied, "I still don't know about that. It just doesn't make sense! Don't you think it's probably psychosomatic? Not that it means that you have a weak mind and fall prey to that kind of thing, but it just seems too coincidental in its timing to be what we did together the night of your birthday."

She didn't answer right away, and I was afraid I had made her angry, which was not my intention at all. Eventually she responded. "Timmy, I've thought about that, and it's quite possible that the high I received from that first night has had an effect on my mind and I have been able to will myself to fight the cancer more strongly than I had been doing. I never fully gave up on believing I would survive, but it was getting close. Asking you to fuck me was as close to me giving up as any other time. It was the first item on my final bucket list, and in your love for me, you allowed me to experience that.

"But we cannot deny that as early as the next morning, I was already feeling better. Remember all the breakfast you cooked for me? I ate more at that meal than I had the two previous days combined! I couldn't explain it, but deep down inside, I knew I was better, and gradually I gained my strength back so that I could live a somewhat normal life again.

"So, until we prove it otherwise, I'm giving you the credit - privately, of course. The way to prove it is for you to give Lara a chance to have that healing power given to her. Have you thought anymore about that? I know if we suggest it to her, we're probably going to have to let her in on our secret, which I know she'll keep, but I don't know how she will react."

I had not taken a lot of time thinking about having sex with Lara, but the thought certainly didn't turn me off. But sharing our secret? That was a problem for me. I certainly didn't know Lara as well as Bri did, and I could understand why Bri would be confident Lara would not share our secret. Telling her that Bri and I were lovers would be difficult, but maybe not as difficult as telling her that me fucking my sister was what had started her cancer to heal in the first place.

I kissed the top of Bri's head and replied, "I don't know, sis. It's a pretty big secret to tell someone. I think you're probably right about Lara, but are you one hundred percent sure she won't freak out and reconsider her friendship with you?"

Bri sat up and looked into my eyes. "Yes - one hundred percent sure, especially after I tell her why I think my cancer is shrinking and explain that I want to see if you could heal her as well. You two are my best friends on earth. You have already proven that you'll do anything for me, and I believe Lara would do the same. In return, I would do anything for her, and if that meant having my lover/brother fuck her to see if we can make her feel better, I'm all in."

Bri and I had talked about being each other's soulmates and knowing the flak we would experience from our parents when we told them about our planned life together. I was all set to have Bri be the only girl I wanted to be with for the rest of my life, but now she wanted me to be with another one. There were a lot more questions than answers at the moment, and I wasn't sure we'd ever be able to answer all of the questions.

But I could tell Bri had her mind made up, and the last thing I wanted to do was disappoint her for any reason. I began to accept the fact that someone else was going to know our secret, and that someone was also going to fuck me to see if I could heal her like Bri thinks she was healed.

"I'm nervous about telling her, but I know you want to see this happen. I work from five in the afternoon to nine tomorrow, so we will have to wait until then to talk to her. But if we are going to do this, I need to make sure that Lara knows I like her, and that might include things like holding her hand while I go with you to tour the campus tomorrow, or maybe even kiss her cheek from time to time. Are you going to handle seeing me be nice to her like that?"

She stretched her neck to kiss me. "She's my best friend, and if that's what it takes for her to feel comfortable with you, then I'm all in. I want this for her so much, Timmy! And I know you are the perfect guy to treat her well as you make this happen."

Bri got up long enough to pull the top sheet down and then crawled back in beside me. We kissed - softly, deeply, and held each other as we fell asleep. My last thought before my eyes closed was that tomorrow was going to be a very interesting day.

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We set the alarm for nine the next morning. That would give us both time to take a shower, washing away the residue of our reunion sex the night before. Even though it was very chilly outside, I opened a couple of windows so we could air out the bedroom, since it still smelled like a sex shop from last night.

Lara arrived at ten, just as promised. We talked to her mom Pam for a few minutes. She gave her daughter a big hug right before she left, and I wondered knowing Lara's medical history if she hadn't been away from her parents before. I felt a tremendous responsibility to take care of both girls, promising not to leave them on their own anywhere other than locked safely in my apartment.

After Lara's mom had left, I decided to take the girls on a quick tour of the city. Bri had been here once before when my family had first brought me to school, and before she had been diagnosed with cancer. She had not been able to come any other time since travel was difficult for her. Lara told me she'd never been here, so a quick tour was in order.

We were to be in the college admissions office by two that afternoon, so we had time to grab a bite to eat before we went. I took them to my favorite hamburger joint that was just a couple blocks away from the campus. The Student Union and college cafeteria were both closed for the holiday break, so we'd be on our own for meals. But Lara's mom had given her some money for just that purpose, and mom and dad had done the same for Bri and I. We would be fine.

We began the campus tour - one that I had been on when I was a senior in high school. I made sure to be as close to Lara as possible as we walked, making small conversation with her and casually "accidentally" bumping into her on occasion. Bri noticed immediately and smiled at me. I'm sure it was awkward for her to see me being so nice to her best friend, until I remembered Bri telling me last night she would do anything for Lara, and she was proving it this afternoon.

As we were walking back to the admissions office, I turned to Bri and asked, "What do you think? Do you see yourself being a student here?"

She smiled at me and replied, "I can't see myself anywhere else!"

I turned to Lara and asked her the same question, and she answered by saying, "I agree with Bri - I can't see being anywhere else either. It would be nice to be here with the two of you!"

I casually put my arm around her shoulder and said, "I'd like that very much!" As she turned to me and smiled, I brought my arm down and slipped my fingers into hers, causing her to smile bigger, bringing a slight flush to her face. I followed that up with a kiss on her cheek, as I squeezed her fingers with mine.

As Lara turned to face forward while we walked, on the other side of me, Bri brought her hand up and patted my lower back, telling me she was enjoying watching me be nice to her best friend. An image flashed in my mind that was intriguing but also embarrassing, as I pictured the three of us somehow living together for the rest of our lives. I quickly dismissed that image and resumed my focus on walking back to the admissions office.

After a 30-minute meeting with the admissions counselor, each girl was presented with a gift bag that included items with the school mascot on them. They received a t-shirt; visor; insulated coffee/water cup; a pen and pencil set; and a large packet of information that included their official enrollment forms, although they could certainly fill those out online if they chose. Lara and Bri chatted excitedly as we walked to my car, and before getting in, they surrounded me, leaning in from both sides to kiss my cheeks at the same time. I loved seeing them excited about the possibility of them being here for school next fall. It would be as great as my final year of high school was with Bri there as a freshman. Adding Lara to the mix seemed like a natural progression, given how good she'd been for my sister during her darkest health days.

On the drive back to the apartment, the girls asked about supper plans. I told them I didn't have any, and they agreed that they should cook for me and have it ready to eat when I got home from work. I laughed, knowing my pantry was nearly always bare. But Lara said she'd drive me to work, and she and Bri would go shopping for something easy they could make. They laughed, and Bri said, "We have to take care of our man!" Oh boy - I knew she wasn't talking about taking care of me like she did last night, but it was the second naughty image of the afternoon, and I knew having them with me full time next year was going to be very interesting!

Lara drove my car to drop me off for work since Bri hadn't been well enough to consider taking driving lessons. The four-hour shift was busy, since it was the final week before Christmas. I was glad when the clock said 8:45, and the announcement was made over the intercom that the store would be closing in 15 minutes.

Lara was waiting to pick me up when I finally left ten minutes after closing. She was chatting with me about her excitement at seeing the campus and talking to the admissions counselor. She was also excited about the meal she and Bri had made for me. I smiled as she babbled on, thinking that if it weren't for my relationship with my sister, I would be a fool not to be in a relationship with Lara.

The pleasing smell of dinner greeted me as I walked in the apartment door. Bri was smiling as she was standing at the breakfast bar that separated the kitchen from the living area. I took off my coat and hung it in the closet, and Lara did the same thing. We both went to the little table as Bri brought out the food - bowls of dinner salad, spaghetti with meat sauce and a loaf of Italian bread. The girls both looked at me as I took the first bite of the spaghetti, and when I smiled and gave a thumbs-up, they smiled in return and congratulated each other.