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I want Osgood to be happy. I want you to be happy. Do you want to see him die?"

Marla reacted to Sheila's words, shaking her head, "What? Of course not!"

"He loves me so much, Marla. When I die, it will destroy him. He will deteriorate rapidly and follow me to the grave. Is that what you want to happen to him?"

"No," she replied instantly, fighting back tears. "Losing you would be bad enough. I would be crushed to lose you both or to see Osgood suffer."

"Then, you have to help me, Marla. You have to help me save him. I'm dying. I will be gone soon."

"No, you're fine!" Marla lied, knowing the truth. "You're not going to die."

"I wish that were the case, but it is inevitable. I've been fighting it a long time, my dear. I'm tired. I'm so, so tired. My time is coming."

Marla hugged her ward as tears streamed down her face.

"And there's nothing any of us can do to stop it. But, you can save Osgood. Don't you want to save him?"

Marla raised her head and gazed at the older woman with determination. "I would do anything to save him!"

"Then, you have to promise me you will save him."

"Of course, I promise, but how?"

The pause was almost unbearable as she waited for the SDG to speak. "You must seduce my husband. You must give him the intimacy he needs. You must replace me in his heart and marry him. You must give him something to live for and give him the things I never could. Children."

Marla just stared in shock, wide-eyed and open-mouthed. "I," she stammered, "I-I can't do that."

"Why not? I know you love him. I know he loves you, he just doesn't realize it yet and won't so long as he is dependent on me. Sometimes I think that man is more bound to this wheelchair than I am."

"He loves you! Not me!" Marla protested.

"Sweet girl," came the computerized voice again, "I know he loves me. But, inside that heart of his, he also has feelings for you. I've seen the way he touches your cheek, your arm, your hip. The way he watches you when he thinks no one is looking. The desire in his body when he stares at your breasts, your ass."

"He doesn't!" Marla was crying, "Please Sheila, stop saying these things. Osgood loves you and only you. He is a good man, a great man. He would never love me or betray you."

"I wish I could put my arms around you and hug you and make you understand I am happy and this is all for the best."

Marla hugged her friend tightly.

"But, you promised you would do anything you could to save him. This is my dying wish, Marla. When I am gone, I don't want you ever to leave him. You must stay with him. You must love him. You must marry him and give him children. Promise me."

Marla gazed through a deeply furrowed brow and eyes filled with tears. She didn't speak, she just knelt there, head pressed to Sheila's chest. She could hear the woman's heart beating.

Eventually, Marla nodded her head slowly and whispered, "I promise."

Two weeks later, Sheila passed away. That had been ten years ago. Marla had fulfilled her promise to Sheila. She loved Osgood and stayed by him. In time, he came to love her as well. They married two years after Sheila's death. Their first child was born a year later; a boy named Osgood the fourth. A girl followed a year later, named Sheila.

She was happy with her husband and loved him beyond life. However, all was not perfect. During their time together, Marla only had an orgasm with Osgood on two occasions; the first was achieved with his fingers and the second with his tongue during one of the rare times that he tried to indulge in cunnilingus. Of course, he didn't know he failed to bring his young wife pleasure, as she routinely faked her orgasms, wishing to spare him the embarrassment of exposing his lack of sexual skill.

Unfortunately, Osgood was unable to compensate for his lack of sexual prowess with the size of his cock.

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