"They're letting me out of here tomorrow." Jenna said as I crutched into her room. It was Monday morning, and I had been up half of the night thinking about what she had told me about her casting experiences. I had to admit that being in this leg cast was quite enjoyable, and the fact that I was getting a lot of attention didn't hurt.

I had called my boss that morning to let her know what happened, and that I wouldn't be back to work for at least eight to ten weeks, and probably longer. She was pretty sympathetic about it, asking me if I was in much pain, how big of a cast it was, etc. I related the whole story to her, and couldn't help but wonder if she was into the whole casting thing too. Ever since Jenna had told me about her 'fetish', I couldn't stop wondering how many people out there were into it.

My boss told me that I could stop by and pick up the disability papers any time I wanted, so I told her that I would stop this afternoon and get them. I couldn't wait until all of my co-workers saw my cast, and to see their reactions to it.

"That's great, Jenna, I'll have to be here to see you on your way then." She still looked beautiful today even though she had been lying in that bed for three nights. But today I was quite pleased to see that her arm and leg were both on top of the covers. She was wearing the silk pajamas that one of her other friends at brought her the night before, but she had the leg rolled up to expose that beautiful cast. I think that she had only done that for me, since she now knew my fascination for casts. I also noticed that there were quit a few signatures on her leg as well as her arm.

"Aw, I thought that I was going to get to be the first one to sign those."

"Don't worry, I saved the best spots for you to sign. Besides, you had all of your friends sign yours the same night you broke it. Don't try to deny it, I saw the signatures yesterday when I was checking out your cast."

"I thought I noticed your eyes kept moving down."

"Oh stop it, you weren't exactly making eye contact at all times, either you know."

"Ok, let's change the subject for a minute. I have to go over to work for a little while today, so I'm going to have to leave you alone for a couple hours later."

"That's ok, you can do it while I'm having my sponge bath. What's up with work?"

"I have to pick up the disability papers and get them filled out. Not to mention that I want to show off my new summer fashion to everybody. I Think I just might start a new craze. Of course, I kind of wanted to be here for the sponge bath though."

"Oh I don't think so. We've only been on two dates, and you have yet to take me anywhere nice."

"What, you don't like jello here? It's lime you know. You can't find that flavor in most restaurants."

"Well I'm still not letting you stay for the bath. You'll have to work a little harder for that privilege. I would however like to have your autograph, if you don't mind."

"It would be my pleasure. Where would you like it?"

"Right here." She had pulled her pant leg the rest of the way up so the very top of the cast was showing. She pointed to the inside of her thigh.

"I can do that." I said as she handed me the silver jell marker. The silver marker showed up wonderfully on the dark maroon fiberglass. It looked almost like paint, or silver nail polish.

"There, all done. I hope you like it."

"What did you write?" she said as she leaned forward to read it. Just below the stockinette I had written 'I've seen a lot of movies, but this is by far the best ensemble cast I have ever seen. So glad you were cast in this part. Feel better, love Eric.'

"That's great, so much better than just a plain signature. And oh so creative."

"Thank you very much. Now it's your turn."

"Well, if you remember, I'm right handed. I'm afraid I can't do it."

"Just use your left hand. You can take your time."

"Ok, but don't laugh, it's going to be messy."

I lifted my casted leg up onto her lap so she could reach it, and as I carefully set it down I could feel the two casts touch together. Almost immediately I could feel the tightness in my lap as I became aroused. It took her quit a few minutes to write down what she wanted, but finally she finished.

"Ok, sorry it's so messy. It's not as good as yours, but it's the best I could come up with."

On the upper part of my shin she wrote ' Nice cast, it appears that you have a leg up on me. (Ha ha) Hope you feel better too. Love, Jenna (Lefty).

"That's pretty good, I like it. You're going to have to work on the hand writing though."

"Hey, I said not to make fun of me. I think I did a pretty good job, considering."

"Yeah, you did. I was just teasing."

We sat and talked for hours about everything from our casts, to our favorite football teams. (She was a football fan. Can you believe that?) She had to use the bathroom once, so I called the nurse, and helped her get into the wheel chair, but that's as far as she would let me go. Not that I minded that much anyway.

It was about one o'clock when the nurse came back in and told her it was about time for her bath. I told Jenna that I would be back in a couple of hours, and then excused myself.

I work in the shipping department of a major glass manufacturing company, so I couldn't have gone back to work even if I had wanted to. (It's hard to fit a steel toe boot over a heavy fiberglass cast.) I went to the reception office and told the woman behind the counter that I was here to see Barb McDonald, and pick up some paper work. The receptionist asked me what happened, and I had to go over the whole story again. She then called Barb and told her I was here. I took a seat in the corner to wait, but I didn't have to wait long.

"How are you feeling?" Barb asked, as I noticed her staring at my cast.

"Not to bad, the drugs are working pretty well. I stopped to pick up the paper work from you, if you have it ready."

"Yup, I've got it right here. You can either take it home and fill it out, or you can fill it out right here, and we can send it in for you."

"I might as well do it here and get it over with."

She kept staring at my leg, and I found myself wondering again if she was interested in casts.

"Would you like to sign it?" I asked.

"Huh?"

"My cast. Would you like to sign it?"

"Yeah, sure, if you don't mind."

"No, not at all. I have a marker right here. You can sign it anywhere, there's lots of room as you can see." I didn't have a jell marker like the one Jenna had, but with the blue cast, you didn't really need one. The black permanent marker shows up good.

"Wow, this cast is huge! I've never been in a cast. Would you mind if I touch it? I just want to see what it feels like."

"Be my guest, I've had lots of people ask the same thing." She ran her hand up and down the cast a couple of times.

"That's pretty neat. It's kind of rough, but not really."

"It's not too bad, but it's kind of a pain to wear." It actually wasn't even that bad to wear, but I found myself telling people that it was. I guess I was paranoid that people might find out that I was enjoying it, and think I was weird or something.

"I can imagine. You said that you have to wear it for eight weeks?"

"At least that long. I hope I can make it. The doctor said that after a week or so I will get used to it, and I won't hardly know it's there."

"Geesh, I don't know how you could ever get used to wearing something that big and bulky. It would probably drive me nuts."

She finally signed the cast, just her name, nothing fancy. Then she said that I could use the break room to fill out the papers. I sat down at the nearest table and started to fill them out. The place was empty, but in about five minutes three of the guys from my crew came in for lunch. They all saw me, and came right over to where I was. They asked me how I was doing, and when I would be back to work, so I told them the whole story of what happened, and how long I would be out. After that, they all signed the cast and I finally got back to the paper work. I left there at about 2:30, and decided I'd better get some lunch myself. I stopped and got some fast food for me, and picked up some for Jenna, since I got the impression that she didn't like the hospital food. Then I headed back to the hospital.

She was back in the bed, and still had her casts above the covers.

"You look all refreshed. I brought you some fast food. I hope you like burgers and fries. Now you can't say that I've never bought you a fancy dinner."

"Oh that's great, I've been craving fast food ever since I was brought in here Saturday night. Did I tell you that's where I was headed when I was in the accident?"

"No you didn't, that's pretty funny though. I wish you had told me that sooner, I would have brought you some yesterday."

"That's ok, this stuff smells delicious."

We sat and ate, and talked some more. It seemed that we never ran out of things to talk about. Then when visiting hours were finally over, I did something that shocked me, if not her. I said goodbye, then leaned over and kissed her full on the lips. She didn't act surprised at all. In fact she seemed quite happy that I did it.

"Took you long enough." She said. "I've been waiting for that since Saturday."

"Sorry, had to build up my courage."

"Well I'm glad you finally got it built up, I thought I was going to have to be the one to make the first move. In fact, I was trying to figure out a way to get you to bend near my face since I'm not all that mobile right now."

"Well sometimes it takes me a while, I'm kind of shy when it come to making the first move. But now that it's over with, it shouldn't be that hard. I had better get going before they call security and have me thrown out of here."

"Ok, have a good night. Are you coming over tomorrow and be here when I'm released?"

"You bet. When do they let you out?"

" 10:30 am."

"I'll be here. Until then, you get some sleep. Goodnight."

"Ok, goodnight."

As I crutched out of the room, I turned back to see her lovely body half encased in fiberglass bandages. I had fallen in love.