CH 139
Delilah's Company was 'resting' in a sleepy little town in mid Mexico. The place was a little bigger than Driftwood and now heavily populated with Texas Guard and Mexican army. The houses were colorfully painted and merchants were eager to sell to the soldiers. The town was active in the mornings and in the evenings.
During mid day it was beastly hot, especially wearing their armor. Although Mexicans watched from lookout posts when the sun was high in the sky, Delilah's company patrolled out past the lookout points. Terminators didn't mind the heat. Bob Allison and Joan were sweating to death.
One terminator was with them to make a four person patrol. Instead of just plodding along, they took turns searching ahead, looking for threats. In the past two days, they hadn't even seen anything but the occasional drone overhead.
Picking a good rest stop atop a butte, they put up the camo cover to get out of the sun and sat down in the shade.
Bob pulled his water bottle out, took a drink and grumbled, "Hot water, yuck."
"At least it's water," Allison noted. "It keeps us from slow cooking inside these uniforms."
The terminator that was standing near the edge of the cliff backed up and knelt down. "Movement from the west, Many vehicles."
They all scrambled up to peek over the edge. Coming down the valley below were a line of vehicles. "Three trucks, a ... kinda armored car ... tanks behind them. A lot of tanks. Chinese markings."
Joan called it in over the radio. Bob looked a the munitions they had. "We only got two bombs, and our guns," he noted. Thinking quickly, he said, "Allie, can you hit the truck drivers and those men sticking their heads out of the tank hatches?"
Allison took aim. "I can get a few before they crawl back in. Tanks first?"
"Then the trucks," Bob said. "Joan, can you throw a bomb onto that tall pillar of rock there? I'm thinking the falling rock will do more damage than the bomb."
"Yeah," She then called in the radio, "Acknowledged." She frowned. "We've been ordered to hold and stop their progress."
"Figures," Bob said in a snort. "After the bombs, I guess it's plasma and sniper fire."
"Can they get up here?" Alison asked.
"We did, the north side is all but steps," Bob said.
"OK, guys, I'm thinking hit them hard, then we take off and get lower down into that pass," Joan said. "They will come up searching for us, we'll be someplace else."
"The wall on the other side," the terminator said. "That is all but vertical."
"Can we climb it?" Bob asked.
"No."
"They how would we get up there?" Bob cried.
"The tactical advantage of being up there is great, but we cannot get there." The terminator intoned. "Range to targets, 500 yards."
Joan studied the field then said, "Guys! After the trucks pass that rock column, start shooting. Allison, take out as many tankers as you can, then hit the truck drivers. I'm throwing the bombs, then open up with you with the plasma rifles. If we make a big enough wreck, we can stop them."
"Let's do it."
They got ready. Allison watched through her scope. "Ready ... ready... Now!" she began shooting.
Joan threw one bomb the the other, Bob and the terminator shot their plasma weapons.
The scene below went from a calm line of vehicles to chaos. Joan's first bomb hit the edge of the rock, a tank commander dropped limp, another fell back into his hatch and upon plasma bolts landing on tank hulls, one tank exploded. Another burned a fast flame straight out of the top hatch, blasting a tanker out as he was burnt to a crisp. The second bomb landed and the rock spire fell down over the column.
Allison shot the truck drivers then went for the front tires, making the trucks turn and roll over. Dust filed the valley, Bob shot a few more plasma bolts where he'd last seen the column.
"Scout team six, Air support. We got some napalm for you. Where do you want it?"
"Air Support, this is scout team six, follow our tracker, there is a valley filed with dust and enemy vehicles right beyond us. Give us a barbecue there."
"We see it."
Overhead, the sound of jets screamed, then banked away. Bombs fell down into the valley, then a huge fireball that filled the valley rose up.
"Scout six, be advised that column is three miles long. reinforcements are coming."
"Thank you for the information and help, Air Support." Joan replied.
"Scout Six, artillery is being aimed. Back up, rapidly."
"You got it!" Joan said. They all got up and ran across the butte. Starting down the side, they heard the far off thump of cannons.
"Hope they're accurate!" Bob said as he hurried/ stumbled down the side. Getting close to the bottom, shells were landing, not sounding very far away. Seeing a large rock Bob dove behind it, followed by the others.
Allison grabbed her water bottle and took a big guzzle. Sweat was pouring off her. "Someone turn on the air conditioning!" she complained.
"At least we're in the shade," Bob noted.
The artillery stopped, more planes flew overhead, as did a few combat drones.
"I say we stay here and guard this rock," Bob said.
"Command, Scout Six, return to your lookout post."
"Scout Six, acknowledged," Joan said with a huff. "OK, guys, back up the hill."
"Command sucks," Bob grumbled.
"Hope they don't mean fast," Allison said.
They trudged their way back up. The hot desert sucked.
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Cameron and Carol approached the front door and Hanna opened it. "Cameron! you have news?"
"We do. Can we come in?"
"Yes, please, come on in!" Hanna said happily. She ran in calling for the other girls.
Carol noted they had house cleaning clothes on. Simple loose shirts and shorts. No bras.
Gathering at the dinning room table, Cameron introduced Carol, Bob's mother to them, then introduced each girl to Carol.
"Hi, it's a great honor to meet Robert's mother!" Malinara beamed.
"It is! If you want to stay, we can make a room for you," Hanna offered.
"Has Cameron given you the latest news?" Dina asked.
"Yes, is Robert all right?" Jo asked.
"Robert, Joan and Allison are fine," Cameron told them. "They are in the forefront of the Texas guard, and by the last report, enemy forces are fleeing from them. They are averaging 60 miles a day, heading west in Mexico. The navy is blockading the west coast, and have sunk hundreds of fishing boats trying to slip in. That we know of, most of the enemy supply bases are rubble, and from reports, many of the Mexican drug lords have switched sides to drive the Chinese out of their country."
"So, we're winning," Malinara said.
"We are. Right now, the Texas Guard, Third Division, is the fastest moving unit on the front lines," Cameron told them.
"Our brave Robert is right up there in the front, leading them!" Hanna beamed.
"When they get home, we'll make sure we care for our heros!" Jo stated.
"Yes, let them rest, we'll provide them with whatever they want!" Dina agreed.
Carol saw they were focused heavily on Bob. "You will care for Joan and Allison too?" she asked.
"Of course we will, those are Robert's girlfriends!" Hanna stated.
Jo stated firmly, "Robert wants us to live and be healthy, Cameron told us so. In taking care of Robert we also have to take care of Joan and Alison, they are very important to him."
"Yes, and as Robert's loyal Ummm, whatever we are, we will do as Robert says." Hanna stated.
"Whatever you are?" Carol asked.
"If we tell people we're slaves, then they get angry at us and Robert, so we can't say that," Malinara explained.
Carol stared at her. These girls were really messed up in the head.
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Another scorching hot day, at least today they piled into a truck to be driven to the new forward lines. At least where they thought the lines were. In the morning briefing, Delilah told them that counter attack failed miserably. With no air cover, that column was pounded into the ground. The 1900 survivors were all in a Mexican prison camp on the open desert. Most of the were Chinese, and not well liked by their guards.
The truck stopped in a larger town. An airborne division was already here. Getting out of the truck, Joan eyed the local hot spot. A fountain in the middle of the square was being used for a bath. A pile of clothes around the fountain and many pale naked butts were in it.
"Oh, that looks nice," Allison cooed.
"Yeah, a little more private would be better though," Joan agreed.
Their company got together in ranks. Delilah read their orders. "All right, we have a day of rest here, then go back on the line tomorrow. The hotel behind me is where we will be staying. In case you're wondering, yes, there is a pool. The front desk has your room assignments, the cafeteria style dinner starts at seven. Fall into ranks here at 0500 tomorrow morning. Dismissed!"
Going inside, They got their room assignments and found it was in alphabetical order. Joan and Jackie were to share a room, Bob got a terminator and so did Allison for room mates. Since they were all on the same floor, they made their own assignments. It was a nice hotel with big beds, so Bob, Joan and Allison roomed together. Jackie took a room with her mother.
The pool was a hit. In just their underwear, Joan, Bob and Allison went down and fell face first in the pool. They sat on the edge of the shallow end and with the canopy over the pool, it was actually comfortable. Jackie and Delilah also came down to enjoy the pool. Some of the airborne men also came in.
"Whoa, check out those tata's!" one man cried as he eyed the line of women relaxing in the pool.
A couple men got in and waded over to the displayed females.
"Hi, We're in the 32nd airborne. Are you girls in the army?"
"We're in the Texas Guard, third Division," Jackie replied. "We blow shit up and cause havoc."
"We've been kicking ass since day one," Allison added.
Joan pointed to Bob. "We even have our token male slut with us."
The men laughed. Bob just grumbled.
"Lucky guy," the tall dark hired man beamed. "I could be a slut."
"Naw, Bob's job is very demanding," Allison told them. "He has to satisfy all six of us."
"And he calls me the Energizer Bunny," Joan added.
"Dude, you rock!" the shorter man said, grinning at Bob.
Another man came over. "You girls are in the Third Division? I hear you really kick ass! You stopped a whole attack column with ... how many of you?"
Joan said, "Me, Bob, Allison and one of the other guys. We had an elevated position on them. We got them stopped then the air force came in and napalmed the hell out of them."
"No contest," Allison said with a smirk. "We caught them in a narrow valley."
"Your medals for doing that are on their way. Whenever they catch up to us," Delilah said.
"Is that why we stopped for the day?" Joan asked. "Not that I'm complaining."
A uniformed man came running out. "Colonel Connor?" he asked in a yell.
"Here," Delilah called back, raising her arm.
He stared briefly, then said, "Ma'am, General Connor is on the line for you. Urgent."
"Ugh," Delilah grunted and got up, much to the delight of the men. She walked over to him. "Lead the way."
"damn." One man whispered as he watched her walk away in her translucent underwear. There was a lot of nice sway and wiggle to watch.
"Hey!" Jackie yelled. "Don't make eyes at my mother!"
"Jackie, they can't help it," Joan said. "Even Bob was interested and he already has six girls."
Allison patted Bob on the shoulder. "Our stud-muffin."
"Gee, thanks."
A short while later a white helmeted MP came out and announced, "Attention everyone! All 32rd and Third Division personnel are to report in ranks with full gear and weapons, ASAP!"
"There goes our fun time," Jackie said with a huff.
"Come on," Bob said with a groan and got up. He held out his hands. Joan grabbed one, Allison grabbed the other one. He got envious looks as they walked quickly out.
When mortars began exploding nearby, everyone moved faster.
Running up to their room, Bob Joan and Allison threw their clothes on over their wet bodies. A mortar landed nearby, shattering their window. Quickly getting everything strapped on, they checked each other fast then ran out and down the stairs. Joan keyed her radio. "Joan on line, where's the fire coming from?"
"Southeast, bearing 210 degrees estimated range, 5000 yards. Grab who you can for a perimeter defense!"
Making the lobby, Joan ran out with Bob and Allison.
"Joan!" Jackie cried and ran towards them. We gotta take those mortars out!"
"Yeah, so come on!" Joan called back. They ran outside. everyone else was lying on the ground, covering their heads, except for a few terminators.
Seeing this, Bob yelled, "Everyone who can, get up and follow us, MOVE!" Pointing to a terminator by their truck he added, "Get all the bombs out you can and come with us!"
A mortar landed on the other side of a low wall to throw rocks and debris at them. They were all knocked down. Bob got slammed in the back. He was pitched face first to the ground, he get up and called, "Joan, Allie?"
"Let go!" Joan yelled as she got up. Allison staggered a bit but ran after her. Bob followed. "Guys, move you asses!" Bob yelled.
Allison glanced over at him. "Bob, your helmet!"
He felt the breeze on his head. "Yeah, lost it. I'll get it later!"
They ran out of town, and out of the mortar barrage. Joan looked up, checked her compass then keyed her radio. "Mortars are coming from bearing 212, distance 4600 yards."
"We got enemy troops coming!" Joan yelled. "Allie, set up were you can, Jackie, I need you here to the left, Bob, to the right!"
Bob ran over and found a small mound to lay against. He got settled and another man from the 32rd dropped near him.
"They're coming?"
"They're coming," Bob agreed. He saw a terminator squat down behind some brush on his other side. Looking ahead, he saw a pack of men coming. "Anyone got bombs?" Bob asked.
The terminator came closer and tossed Bob a bomb. He caught it. "There, about 80 yards out. we throw together."
"Yes," the terminator agreed.
"Now!" Bob stood up and they both threw. Gunfire hit them, knocking Bob back down. The bombs sailed out and exploded, throwing bodies about.
"That friggin hurt!" Bob spat and retrieved his plasma rifle.
"You got a head wound!" the man from the 32rd said.
"Yeah, got a headache," Bob said and began shooting.
A few shots came from their hastily formed line at first, then more quickly followed as more men and terminators arrived.
"This is Allison! they are hugging the ground or running."
"Third Division, CHARGE!" Joan bellowed out. Beside the Third that had gathered, members of the 32 also charged with them.
Bob was up and shooting at fleeing figures, as were terminators to each side of him. One man raised up from the ground to put his hands in the air, a plasma round incinerated him.
Trees, brush and running figures all caught fire as Delilah's company surged forward. It became a rout as they raced on. The enemy fled as fast as they could go, with whatever they could find to flee in. Many didn't make it. Bob ran into the area the mortars were placed in. The empty tubes sat by boxes, a few had been kicked over. There no one around.
"Hey, tell the Air Force not to bomb here, We're here!" Bob yelled.
Allison ran up to him. "Joan's telling them. Delilah says to secure the area, We got a sweep going to the sides. Also, a bunch of wounded back in the town."
Sweating and hurting, Bob grumbled, "Why couldn't they do this tomorrow, We were finally getting to relax!"
Allison listened to her radio. "Sorry, we'll be moving out soon. A force was found to the west, They're getting a artillery party. We're to be ready to attack."
Bob looked at Allison again. "A hon, you're cheek's hanging loose. Let me fix that for you."
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Getting a perimeter set up, it was time to bandage up wounds. Getting together, they looked like the walking wounded. Allison had a big bandage on her cheek and left leg. Bob found beside the head bandage, he needed one on his knee. No wonder he had trouble walking. Joan had an arm bandage, one over her head, and another wrapping her ribs. Jackie had even got caught in the side, giving her a rib wrap. A combat photographer caught a video of them gathered together in more or less ranks. Dirty and bandaged up, This was a picture of their troops they wanted to send to the press. He made sure to add this was the Texas Third Division.
A close up of Joan in her t-shirt and bandaged up was to be on the front page.
Joan was getting dressed to get ready to move. The combat reporter came over to her. "Joan Connor?" he asked.
"Yeah?"
"You just received a few wounds that don't look so good. Aren't you going back to an aide station?"
"Can't, we got other places to be and more ass to kick." she replied and got her armored jacket on, then clapped her helmet on.
"But you're wounded!"
"Still standing, ain't I," she asked. She slung her rifle over her shoulder. "Bob, Allie, come on, we're forming up!"
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The press loved Joan's words. In the lounge of the Dallas Cowboys, the team cheered at seeing Joan on the TV screen and hearing what she said. They also cheered when the reporter told everyone that Joan also had a discrimination case against the NFL for refusing to let her play. The press turned heavily against the NFL, who only replied with 'no comment'. The Women's league quickly made an advertisement to praise Joan as not only a great quarterback, but also for going out to fight for her country. They also had their lawyers looking into this discrimination suit.
Soon, knowing the NFL was fighting a discrimination suit, Support for the NFL was drying up. Events had fewer spectators and more protesters arriving. Two TV stations openly declared they would no longer cover NFL events. individual teams also began expressing their dis satisfaction of the NFL so as to keep the spectators they had, coming to their games. NFL officials even got harassing phone calls and mail. From somewhere an audio was played of a few men discussing how to get rid of Joan Connor. It went viral and was shut down, then another copy appeared.
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By the time they got their force ready, the enemy had moved back again to someplace else. It was more trudging along in the heat. Joan was really missing that pool.
The primary targets were all gone. No further Chinese ships tried to sneak into Mexico. Chinese that were found screamed discrimination when they were arrested. Those who could, fled Mexico to the south until a solid line was built up to stop and collect them.
Seeing how this was becoming a big mop up operation, Mexico now had a handle on it except for support in areas where they needed naval and air support. The Texas guard was sent home. Instead of trucks, they got on planes. Gear was collected and put on C-130's The troops got to ride passenger planes.
Delilah's company was one of the first to get home. They flew into Austin so the Governor and many news crews could greed them.
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When they harem girls saw the newscast of Joan, Allison and Bob all bandaged up, they cried at their horrible condition with all those wounds.
"And they still went on, they didn't even ask for help!" Hanna sobbed.
"They should be resting and recovering not going out to fight again!" Jo stated.
"They are so brave!" Dina sniffled.
"That's our Robert and his girlfriends," Malinara said and wiped a tear from her eye. "They are heros!"
Cameron then came to ask if they wanted to go to Austin to meet the trio coming back.
Like 'no' was an option.
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Due to arriving with John and Cameron, the girls were allowed onto the tarmac to greet the plane when it came in. There were a big crowd of people here to meet the plane, a carpet was rolled out and the stairs were readied. A band was also standing by. John stood beside the Governor as the plane came in and landed.
"You do know, General Connor, your daughter Joan has become extremely popular. Not only a football star, but now also known as a tough warrior."
"Runs in the family," John replied. "Yeah, we're real proud of Joan, for a few reasons. She just doesn't give up at anything."
"That is a very honorable way to be. She's a role model for all young women."
"That makes us proud," John agreed.
Looking at the four young women on the other side of Cameron, the Governor asked, "Are these girls all yours?'
"Not ours. They are ... friends of Joan, Allison and Bob. I'm not sure about the details."
The plane taxied in and stopped by the carpet. The stairs were rolled up in place. John let the Governor lead, Cameron followed with the harem girls. Delilah led the troop off the plane as cameras and video recorders filmed them. Delilah stopped in front of them, her company formed ranks behind her.
"We're back," Delilah said with a smile and saluted.
"Welcome back," John replied, then stepped up and hugged her. Cameron also got her hug from Delilah.
"Colonel Delilah Connor," the Governor announced. "Thank you for your outstanding efforts." He pulled a star shaped pin from his pocket and said, "Your company was the spearhead for much of the front, and you drove through the enemy at an average of 60 miles a day, the fastest unit in the entire force! Your company also repelled an armored attack, and a surprise attack most units would have fled from. I have here, the Texas star for bravery."
He pinned it on her uniform. then asked, "That surprise attack, who was it that rallied troops when you were under a murderous mortar barrage?"
"That would be Joan Connor," Delilah replied, "Joan! Front and center!"
Joan came to the from and saluted Delilah. "Yes, Mom?"
"Your father and the Governor have something for you. Turn around."
The Governor pulled a paper out and read, "Joan Connor, when the town you in was attacked. you gathered forces under fire, and wounded, you led those forces out to engage and defeat the enemy with no fore warning at all. While many were still reeling from the attack, you went on the attack with some of the most brave people I have ever heard of, from the Texas Third Division and the 32rd airborne division. Your decisive action turned what could have been resounding defeat into a complete, outstanding victory. Your bravery and dedication to duty, clearly shined through during this time of vital need. You and every solider who went with you, I present the Texas star to, for your unwavering service!"
Delilah called, "Jackie, Bob, Allison, come up to the front!"
The Governor pinned their stars on their chests and shook their hands, thanking them for their service.
The four Harem girls cheered and clapped, which got the whole crowd joining in.
The Governor then turned to the cameras. "We have the names of the men in the 32 Airborne who went on the attack with Sargent Conner, and recommended every one for a silver star. Such bravery under fire must be acknowledged!"
Joan whispered, "Dad do I even have a rank?"
John shrugged. "The Governor said you were a Sargent, so I guess now you are."
Joan tapped Bob and said, "Now, I can order you around."
"You do anyway," Bob replied.
Allison giggled.
As soon as Cameron saw the 'meet and greet' portion had come up, she let the harem girls mob on their heros. Malinara managed to hug Joan and Bob at the same time, Jo latched into Joan, Hanna gripped Bob tightly, Dina hugged Allison, then they all switched.
"You are coming home and you're going to take it easy for at last a week!" Malinara stated as she gripped Joan's hand, then grabbed Bob's other hand.
"And no more running around wounded!" Jo scolded Bob.
"You either, you're coming home to rest," Hanna stated, grabbing Joan's other hand.
"Come on, rest time for all three of you!" Dina told Allison firmly.
The harem girls began towing. Jo was on the end, Bob held her hand and Malinara's, Joan with one hand in Malinara's and the other in Hanna's, and Allison bracketed by Hanna and Dina.
"I take it you are all good friends?" the Governor asked.
Dina turned her head to him to say, "We're much more important than that, We're Robert's slaves!"
Bob Joan and Allison all let out a groan. WHY did she have to say that?
Joan loudly offered, "She's trying to get a rise out of you!"
By the cameras aimed at them, Joan didn't think her attempted cover worked. At least Delilah thought it was funny.
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While the Connor clan headed home, in a courtroom NFL lawyers were explaining they had no intent on discrimination when they made nanites a material that was banned from use. It was a strength enhancer that provided an unfair advantage to players who used it. In his opening statements, the Dallas Lawyer first showed the decision by the supreme court that Cyborgs were recognized as intelligent beings, equal to humans in all aspects of the law. He then showed that since they didn't have white blood cells, cyborgs needed nanites to repair injuries, and these were part of their physiology. Therefore, The NFL ruling was made not to protect anyone, but to keep cyborgs from playing football and the only one affected was one of the best quarterbacks in the whole league. He also reminded the court that singling out one person or group was discrimination.
The battle went on from there, each side trying to prove they were right.
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Getting home, Jo and Dina ran in to get bathwater started for their trio and Hana prodded them for what they wanted to eat. Mainara guided them over to the couch and sat them down then asked about their injuries.
"We'll be fine," Allison groused as Malinara tried to look at her cheek.
"You are not fine if you're hurt," Malinara stated. "Do you need some pain killer? Stitches? A compress?"
Allison jerked a thumb at Joan. "Joan had a big rip in her side, check on her."
Malinara went over to Joan. Joan quickly said, "I'm healing up, We're fine, honest!"
Before she could move again, Bob added, "Malinara, we are all healing fine. Stop worrying. We jut need to relax, OK?"
Maliara nodded. "OK. If any of you want something, call, don't get up by yourselves!" she said firmly.
Joan had to grin at her. It amazed her that all these girls were stumbling over each other to look after them. She hated to admit it, but that was kind of sweet.
Just getting to sit in one place with nowhere to go immediately was a big relief. Allison got on the other side of Bob and snuggled against him. Joan snuggled up to his other side. In the quiet and nice temperature, they all fell asleep.
Joan awoke to talking.
"It will work! Just put the blocks under the legs!" Malinara said.
"OK, I just don't want it to fall!" Hanna complained.
"It won't"
Joan opened her eyes to see they were lifting the coffee table up. "What are you doing?" she asked.
"Making the table higher so you'll be more comfortable eating dinner," Malinara said.
"We can go out to the table," Joan told her.
"No, today the table comes to you." She got the other end up, then wiggled the table. "It's good, bring the food."
They came out in a train, bringing plates, silver, food and drink.
"Just relax and eat. The bath is ready for you when you're done." Jo said pleasantly.
Bob opened his eyes. "Wow, talk about service." All the girls beamed smiles at him.
Allison woke up hungry, she was happy they had brought everything to her.
It was strange but but nice eating here with the girls cycling around them. They filled cups, ran for things and took away used dishes. After dinner, their bath was all ready, and Jo led them in with Hanna and Malinara following. Robes and towels were laid out for them. Then Jo said, "We need to see your wounds, so undress."
"We can get in the bath," Bob told them.
"And we can see wounds you can't," Malinara replied. "We don't want any to get worse."
Joan grinned at Bob. "They just want to see you naked."
"You too!" Hanna said, "Let us see how bad they are."
It was a pain, but all three complied, and the girls did study their whole bodies for any wounds. Allison found she had a bullet in her lower ribs that was starting to heal over. Joan coached Dina on how to extract the bullet with needle nosed pliers.
On Bob's head, Malinara found two bullet tracks, not just one. Jo let out a squeak when Joan's ribs were exposed. On one side it looked like she'd gotten clawed by an animal. Jo also found another bullet hole by her shoulder.
Malinara held Bob loosely as she studied him. That was enough to give Bob an erection. Not skipping a beat, Malinara dove on it and began sucking.
"Hey!" Joan snapped "That's mine tonight!"
Malinara rose up with a pop as she released Bob. "Sorry, it's habit." She went back to looking for any injuries, taking glances at Bob's hard member. Joan swore she was drooling.
They had uncovered a few more wounds. Malinara looked at the bath and said, "Jo, would you go get say, a half cup of salt and stir it in?"
"Why?" Bob asked.
"Salt in the water helps to heal, " Malinara explained, "All three of you have many places you need to be healed. We'll put fresh bandages on after you get out."
"I don't think my mother ever pampered me this much," Allison noted.
Hanna held her hand out to Allison. "Come on, in," she coaxed.
"Come on Bob," Jo said. Instead of reaching for his hand, she gripped his dick and stroked it. Bob gasped.
"Hey! I told you that was mine tonight!" Joan barked.
"So sorry," Jo said and backed off. Still staring at his member she reached out for his hand, looking like she was forcing herself.
Thinking they were finally in for a relaxing bath, Bob settled down between Joan and Allison.
"Tip your head back," Hanna coaxed Bob and scooped up a bowl of water to pour it over him. She was also eyeing his member.
"Can we please wash ourselves?" Joan asked in a not so friendly tone.
Hanna cast her a confused look. "But.."
"Please!"
Hanna nodded and handed Joan the bowl. "Make sure you cover your wounds with the salt water. It helps them heal."
"Thank you, now out!" Joan stated and pointed to the door.
Allison grinned. "Wow, Bob almost got a blow job and hand job while no one was looking."
"Bob's perverted harem girls. Good to the last suck," Joan said, then giggled.
"I was a little surprise at that," Bob said.
Despite the interruptions, soon they were washing each other, kissing and playing.
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