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Josh was perfectly willing to ignore the knocking as he knew it was Kyle, his longtime friend and most likely the sender of the previous voicemail. He had habit of showing up at different times. It would be of no use to ignore him, as he would simply let himself in anyay with his key. Josh's house being so much closer to the hospital, it was a handy place to have in poor weather.

"It's Kyle, he likes to visit...he has only a few friends." Josh monotoned, kiddingly.

He continued to fondle Carol's tits, which were surprisingly firm, when he noticed her smiling at looking anxiously at the bedroom door.

"He'll wait in the kitchen, grazing from the refridgerator until were finished or we could invite him in? Speaking of eating...allow me to.."

Again it was a joke but it seemed to catch Carol's interest in a most startling manner.
 
Considering his knocking fair warning, he used his key to let himself in.
"Yo Buddy, ...wanna talk real quick!"
He calls from the kitchen.
 
"I will be right back, I'm thinking he must have a desperate medical question that needs an instant answer."

With great effort, Josh grabs a towel from the bench, catching one more glance at carol's mound lying perfectly positioned on the bed and moves toward the sound of Kyle's voice. He's not upset, it happens so often that he is acustomed to Kyle.

"Greetings Kyle, how are things."
 
(Wow Kyle sounds a little like me when I was younger lol)

"Hey, well enough. Um, so Dude...did you forget? The pact from Med school....if the scenario occured when some former patient showed wanting to express her gratitude, the plan was for us to make her our sex slave. Carol is over?" He gives him a "hello?" Like look.
"By the way, it looks like your out of pickles."
 
"Oh let see...I'm in the hot tub with a naked girl and I am instantly suppose to review all the pal-agreements from ten years ago? By the way...sex-slave? Won't we get in trouble?"

Josh remembers the agreement, which even at the time seemed far-fetched, and rremembers the ease with which Carol parted with her clothes. She seems really innocent for such rough treatment.
 
"Well, I suppose when you put it that way, you have a point. Distraction factor." He smiles.
"But in actuallity, most slavery occured for a limited duration, and it's even Bible approved if we treat her right. We won't actually call it slavery however as the one ammendment got rid of that...well the point was we were going to share, I helped too."

"I mean...if she's down with that. Sorry if I'm intruding."
He says as almost an after thought. Kyle suffered from Aspergers Syndrome as well as a minor case of schizotypal pd. So, his social cues were not always on target, but he really was a good friend despite all that for those who learn to tolerate his idiosyncrisies. His actual IQ was high.
 
"How could you possibly be intruding? So, how about you go back and get aquainted and I'll join you in ten minutes. I need some food anyway. Here, I have some cotton rope, if you make a few loops we and can get her wrists tied."

He turned to check out the fridge.
 
He does a double take.
"Ah this is part of that humor thing."
He chuckles.
"We'll see."
He makes his way back.
"Hello, Carol...it's me Kyle. How are we feeling today? I understand you are feeling grateful?"
At the sight of her, "Oh my..." he smiles.
 
So Josh not only gives up his bedroom and the girl, he also is left eating lunch wearing only a towel. A quick clance in the fridge gives him a refreshing look on life as he selects a few items and a bottle of soda, also gains an insightful idea for later use. As an after-thought he grabs a bottle of blueberry-flavored water for carol.

"..that guy sure knows how to show up at the perfect time.."
 
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