She huddled under the table as the guns roared. The invasion had come and she was terrified. The Angels from the sky had come to liberate her small Dutch town, but she was frightened.
After so many years of German occupation, the gleaming hope of liberation was fast fading in the waning light. It was the fourth day when it happened. The door crashed down and in fell a young American paratrooper, wounded in the battle and looking for a place of refuge.
He crawled into the other room, blood trailing from his wounded leg. She cowered under the table, afraid to speak, afraid to make a noise in case he heard her, or worse, the Germans came to finish him.
It seemed like forever since he came crashing thru the door. The sounds of battle diminished and night was beginning to fall. The young soldier was dressing his wound, but was having trouble. The wound was on his upper thigh, and he was grunting trying to get the wound packet open and the sulfa powder out. He took off his helmet and in the waning light she saw his face. Even with the blood, dirt and grime she could see he was handsome, so handsome in fact, she let out a little gasp.
The sound caught his ear and he looked over at the table. She tried to cower back but he saw her and said, "Hello, dont be afraid, I am here to help. Please could you sit me up so I can dress my leg?" She was terrified. She was worried that the Germans would be there any second, and if they caught her helping him, they would shoot her like they did her parents many years before.
The young soldier asked her again, and there was something in his voice that made all her fears disappear. She crawled over to him and pulled him out of the kitchen into the back room.
There was a small dresser there and she leaned him against it. Just by touching him, she could tell he was strong and well built, and she felt a stirring deep inside. After propping him up against the dresser, she walked into the kitchen, grabbed a bucket and pail and started to clean up the blood from his wounds.
After she was satisfied with her work, she went back into the room to check on him. The young soldier was passed out from the loss of blood and exhaustion, but she could see that he had the wound dressed and had stopped the bleeding. She moved closer to get a better look at her rescuer. He has tall, 6ft or so, with dark brown hair and about four days growth on his chin.
He had a kind face, and upon looking further she realized he was older than she first thought as he had wrinkle lines around his eyes. They were kind eyes, she noticed, with a kind of smile to them. He had a slight downward turn to his nose and a square jaw. His lips looked soft and inviting, and she resisted the temptation of kissing them, but only barely. He had long arms and strong, sure hands. She could tell he was well muscled, and her gaze wondered down to his legs and wondered what they looked like.
A sudden urge grabbed her and she crept closer to him and gently lifted up where the wound had tattered his pants, hoping for a quick glimpse. When she pulled the pants back, he woke up and looked at her, anger in his eyes.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" He growled. "I was going to look at your wound, my mother was a nurse and I wanted to see if it was dressed properly." She stammered obviously embarrassed, but he didn't know about what. "I'm sure its fine, tell me, who are you?" He looked at her with an appraising eye, one that made her hunger like an animal, she wanted to have him then and there, strangers be damned, and a warm smell of musk began to rise deep from within her.
The young girl was embarrassed for she was sure he could smell the dampness coming from her pussy. It had been so long since she had even thought about sex, she couldn't believe her body was reacting this strongly, this quickly to a complete stranger. She was right, the paratrooper could smell her pussy. He first wondered what that smell was, then he realized he could look down her skirt from the way she was kneeling and saw the damp spot growing in her underwear, he knew right away what it was.
Their eyes connected and he smiled at her. A soft gentle smile that told her all she needed to know.She leaned forward and gently kissed him on the lips and she put her hand on his swelling cock.
She drew back and gasped. His cock was HUGE. She couldn't believe that a man could be hung that way. She had known some men before, but they were all medium sized or small, and left her with very little satisfaction.
She knew instantly that this would not be the case this time.She leaned forward and kissed him harder this time. Her tongue probing his mouth gently at first, then harder and harder as his cock grew to its full length. She couldn't wait to get at it and gently pulled off his belt and unbuttoned his pants. He reached for her ample breasts and gently started to rub them thru her shirt. Her nipples perked up and began to harden as her hands pulled his cock out his pants. She sat back and looked at his throbbing penis.
He smiled at her again as he bent forward and put the tip of cock in her mouth. It tasted salty from the sweat but she was beyond caring. She wanted this monster and nothing was going to stop her. She lowered her head even further and took more of his cock in her mouth. He leaned his head back and moaned as the warmth of her mouth spread farther and farther down his penis.
She pulled up when she started to gag as he reached the back of her throat. He smiled and said "that's OK, take your time." She pulled her hair back and started to lick up and down his glistening shaft. Her tongue gently caressed his cock up and and he seemed to get even harder, if that was possible. She sucked on one of his testicles, then the other, the warmth of her mouth sending shivers up and down his spine.She slowly made her way back to the head of his cock and kissed the tip.
Suddenly she gulped down his cock in its entirety. She fought off the gag reflex and started to bob up and down on his cock. She opened and closed her throat, alternately squeezing and relaxing.
His hands were working furiously on her breasts and her nipples were taught against her blouse. She slid her fingers down into her panties and started to work her sopping pussy, alternately rubbing back and forth, top to bottom. In her mind she fantasized about his huge cock filling her up, but first she wanted to taste his cum.
She worked furiously on his cock, bobbing up and down at an ever increasing pace while her fingers furiously worked her pussy. He started to moan and his orgasm was building up and she could feel him tense up right before a flood of cum came pouring down her throat. Her fingers plunged deep into her pussy and she came and she sprayed her juices all over her panties and his legs. She swallowed gulp after gulp of his warm cum and she wondered at first if it was ever going to end.
Finally, the flow stopped and she swallowed every drop. Not wanting to waste any of him, she licked his fading cock clean and looked up at him and smiled. The night passed uneventfully after that. The soldier passed out from sheer exhaustion after the incredible blow job, and her panties were still wringing wet from her masturbation exercise.
She gently undressed the paratrooper, redressed his wound and put him to bed. She gently kissed him on the forehead and disposed of his bloody uniform pants. She hid the rest of his equipment, including his weapons in a bolt hole in the floor the Germans hadn't found, even after several searches of the house. She sat at the table, and memories started to wash over her. She remembered a spring day in 1940.
She was 16 then, just developing into herself and her body. She lost her virginity to a young Dutch soldier who promised to take care of her forever. That forever ended shortly when the Germans came. He was killed during the first few days of fighting and she cried for him for months. She decided then that she would help the Orange any way she could. She ran messages and took Intel from German officers at her job, where she would flash her smile and charm the Germans, with flirtatious promises that she would never full fill.
It all came crashing down in the autumn of 1942. Her mother, father and older brother, all members of the Orange, were caught trying to sabotage a radio station in support of the Dieppe raid on the French coast.
They were all summarily shot and just like that, her life was irrevocably changed. She could no longer work with the Germans and was no good as an operative for the Orange because she was tightly watched. So she got a job teaching English and lived a quiet unassuming life. The Germans stopped watching her as they focused on the coming Normandy invasion and now of course they were dealing with the current situation. She felt she was safe as long as she kept him indoors and out of sight.
Suddenly, she woke with a start. The door to the back room opened and there he stood, naked except for his pair of underwear and a confused look on his face. "Where am I? " He asked. "You are in my house in Eindhoven.You invaded 5 days ago and you were wounded and fell into my house. You are safe as long as you stay out of sight." "Where are my clothes, I have to get out of here!" "You cant leave!" she cried desperately, not wanting him to go, he had not fulfilled her yet.
"There are Germans everywhere and you are wounded and alone. The invasion goes badly for the Allies." He could tell by the tone in her voice that she was telling the truth. He also remembered what had happened the night before. He looked at her with renewed interest. She was shorter than he, around 5 6. She had flowing brown hair and deep blue eyes that he could get lost in.
Her ample bosom was straining at her shirt and he could see the faint outline of her aerolas thru the flimsy white shirt.
His cock started to harden at the thought of what had happened and he turned quickly around so she wouldn't see it. He turned his head to look at her and asked, "where can I clean up?" She smiled at him,noticing that his cock was again growing and she wanted it. " The bathroom is back there. I will boil some water and bring it in to you. We can clean and redress your wound, we wouldn't want it to get infected now would we?" "No, I guess we wouldn't." He said slyly.
He knew she wanted him, and he also knew she knew his cock was hard. He walked into the bathroom and took off his underwear. He stood there, naked and erect as she walked into the bathroom with the water.
She smiled and drew a breath as she saw him standing there in the full light. He was even bigger in the daylight and his magnificent cock hung there eagerly awaiting some attention. She poured the water into the tub and said, "it is too hot for you to get into now, let me look at the wound and see what needs to be done. Sit down in the chair." He dutifully sat down and with his manhood pointing straight up, she pulled off the bandage and inspected the wound. "Well, its not infected, the wound powder is healing it well.
The bleeding has stopped and you need some stitches, but other than that, you should be OK. Let me get my sewing kit and I will take care of it. " She smiled as she got up and looked down at his still engorged cock and sighed. She disappeared into the other room and got a needle and thread and sat next to a very bewildered paratrooper. "Now this is going to hurt, so I am going to give you something to bite on" she said as she pulled a leather strap from her sewing bag.
"Ill be alright, just get sewing." He said gruffly, wondering what the hell was going on. She burn the needle to sterilize it and threaded the needle. "Are you sure you don't want the strap?" "Positive, just get on with it." She carefully jabbed him with the needle. He grunted, but otherwise made no sound. She stitched him up shortly and bent down to bite the string.
As she did, he cheek brushed his now flaccid penis and it burst to erection. She stopped on the way back up and gently kissed the tip.
He pulled her up to him and gave her a passionate kiss. She returned the kiss, running her fingers thru his still dirty hair. She straddled him and felt his hard cock push against her wet panties. She pulled off her shirt and her bosoms hung there free in front of his face. He eagerly started to nibble on her erect nipples and gently caressed her breasts with his rough hands.
She threw her head back and moaned in pleasure. Her back arched and pushed his breasts into his face. He squeezed them together and started to tongue her nipples and aerolas. She moaned with pleasure as she started to grind her hips against his rigid cock. She abruptly stood up, dropping her skirt and panties to the floor. She stood in front of him naked and he took her all in. Her shoulder length brown hair was curly at the ends and her breasts were full.
Her legs were long and toned, due to all the walking and her pussy was hairy but neat. He looked hungrily at her breasts and pulled her close. She sat back on him and his cock was rubbing her clitoris as his hands stroked her breasts as they kissed. She was grinding his cock hard and was kissing him harder. When she finally couldn't stand it anymore, she reached between her legs, grabbed his huge member and slid it into her dripping pussy.
She let out a yell as all 10 inches penetrated her pussy. "Dear god, its magnificent. " She said.
She rode his cock as hard as she could. It was painful at first, but she wanted all of it. He kept kissing and suckling her breasts and nipples as she rode his hard cock. "Oh god oh god oh god" she yelled "fill me with your cum, fill me full." He strained hard not to come, but it was no use, on her final hard down stroke she squeezed her legs around his chest and pulled him deeper than he had ever been before.
Her hips were grinding into his and he released torrents of come into her waiting pussy. Jet after jet of warm cum filled up her cunt as she held him tight and screamed,releasing torrents of her own come all over his cock, still buried deep in her pussy.
Her whole body shivered as wave after wave of pleasure rolled thru her body like the tide. After several quiet minutes, she gently stood up and his limp cock slid out of her. She felt empty as she walked away, dripping with his and her cum. She turned to him and said," I think your bath is ready." The next day brought more fighting, but no news. The German presence in the streets intensified and they began a search of the area looking for lost and wounded Allied troops.
He woke with a start when he heard gunfire a few doors down. He bolted to the front room to see her standing there, busily making preparations to hide him. She was going to hide him in plain sight. Her time with the Orange, along with her parents work gave her access to all sorts of fake documents and visas. While he had slept, she had filled out an emergency set with a fake name, address and the like. The only thing it didn't have was a picture, which hopefully they wouldn't need.She told him his cover was he was a friend of her dead brother who had come from the country to the city to look for work.
He was deaf/mute so finding work was tough and he was staying here. He asked "is this going to work?" She smiled at him coyly, patted his groin and said,"don't worry, ill keep this safe, I am not through with it yet." He smiled at her and kissed her forehead and said "as you wish" The rest of the day passed without incident and they stayed up and chatted all thru the evening. He found out about her family and she found out about his.
They held hands and talked all thru the night and fell asleep in each others arms. They each awoke with a start when a bang on the door announced a patrols presence. She gingerly opened the door and 2 soldiers burst thru with 4 more in the small yard. "Ve are looking for Americans, have you seen any?" "No, just the ones on the first few days, but I haven't seen any since then."She replied.
"I think you are lying.who is this?" The German asked as he came into the room where the paratrooper was. "He is my brothers friend. He came from Antwerp 2 weeks ago to look for work." "What is your name?" The German asked. He looked at the German blankly and she explained.".He is deaf/mute, that's why he is here, he cant find any work back in Antwerp so he came Holland to find work.
He is with me because he cant find anything and needs a place to stay." "Papers." He said simply. She pulled her papers from her breast pocket and that caught the Germans eye. He lustily took the Id from her hands and gave her the once over. "Everything here seems to be in order, but I am going to need more convincing if you expect me to believe your story" he smiled wickedly and grabbed her hand and moved it to is crotch much more convincing. A loud explosion rocked the small house.
The 2 krauts went down in a spray on blood. He turned as the two outdoor guards came running into the house. Just as quickly, he dispatched those two.
She screamed in terror and looked at him with wide eyes, blood on her face and clothes. "Get cleaned up, Ill pack." He growled. She moved stiffly to the bathroom and started to wipe the blood off of her face. She took off her shirt and turned around and saw him standing there. "I'm sorry I had to do that, I just couldn't stand by and do nothing. "He said quietly. "I understand, but now we are in a world of trouble with nowhere to go." "Just get cleaned up, Ill take care of the rest." He changed back into his uniform and got his gear on, packing his musette with her needs and toiletries.
She came out of the bathroom topless and walked over to him as he was getting dressed. Without a word she hugged him from behind, pressing her bare breasts into his back.
He half turned and put his arm around her. She gave him another squeeze, kissed him softly on the lips and buried her face into his chest and started shaking. He fully turned and gave her a strong hug, to let her know she was safe. They disengaged and looked at each other for a long time in each others eyes. She walked into the other room to get dressed and he finished packing.
She came out wearing a silk shirt with a heavy woolen jacket and pants and jack boots. She carried her own small knapsack. He looked outside thru the window and scanned the street carefully. It was getting dark and he knew the patrol would soon be missed. He carefully opened the door and stepped out into the street. She waited a half second then followed him out the door. She didn't know where he was going, she just knew she didn't want to be without him. They walk off into the night, each one wondering what the next day would bring.
They moved quickly through the night. He wanted to get back to his own lines as soon as possible, after that, he had no idea what to do. He obviously couldn't have her come along. He was fighting a war, not exactly the type of environment for dating, or whatever it was they were doing. He really had no clue. All he knew was that she wanted his dick and he liked fucking her.
Plus, it was his only piece in a while. She was thinking along similar lines. She had no clue where they were going, and she knew that wherever they ended up, they probably wouldn't end up together.
But with all that, she really didn't care. She knew she didn't love him, but knew that she could if the circumstances were different, plus, she wasn't quite finished with that massive cock. It was easily the biggest she had ever had, and just thinking about is girth, length and the large head made her wet.
She couldn't believe it, here she was, pitch black, on the run from the Germans and all she could think about was sucking on his dick and fucking his brains out. Her nipples started to harden at the thought of his gentle lips caressing her breasts with his tongue gently caressing her nipples. She imagined his face slowly sinking down her stomach to her pussy, glistening and wet in the evening light. She felt his mouth touch her softly on her lips while his tongue gently probed her sopping pussy.
She imagined his fingers gently rubbing her clit while he continued to suck on her hard knob. She imagined his fingers slowly tracing around her mounds while he nibbled and sucked on her pussy. She felt herself surge toward orgasm just thinking of his rock hard cock landing softly between her tits. Pushing his cock back in forth between her huge tits, head inches from her mouth. She imagined the rhythmic gyrations of his pelvis on her chest as she leaned forward and took the tip of his pulsing cock into her mouth.
She felt herself start to tremble as she imagined the warm salty taste of his cum shooting in spurts into her mouth and onto her chest, huge gobs that smeared all over her chest and face as he wildy gyrated his cock in orgasm. She came softly, just a steady squirt of juices flowing down her leg as she walked. She shuddered suddenly and it was over. He turned to her and said, "I think we will lay up here, its getting light and we still have a ways to go." She nodded OK and they hid in an abandoned shed that was behind a shattered building, as she lay down with her head on his chest, she wondered what adventure the day would bring.
Night fell quietly. He stood watch during the day and noted increased activity moving south. He figured that was where the lines were headed but knew that increased patrol activity and checkpoints would be the result. His only option was to head north, toward Arnhem. His only hope was that the British assault was successful. He woke her gently as dusk turned to night. She looked at him with confusion at first, then smiled. Her smile was warm and inviting, and he leaned forward and kissed her gently.
She hugged him and he said "Its time to move out. We are going to head North to Arnhem and hopefully we will meet up with the Brits." She nodded agreement and they headed out. Moving quietly thru the side streets, they made their way out of town without incident. They walked a couple of miles out of town and stopped for a break. He pulled out some rations and handed her a kit. "Put those away, I have something better. We can save those for when we need them. " She reached into her knapsack and pulled out a loaf of bread, some sausage and a small tin of butter.
"I was saving the butter, but we can have it now." They ate quietly and he kept watch. "I don't know your name" she asked "or where you are from." "I'm from Ohio originally, but lived in Pa before I enlisted." He replied. "I am from here, I have lived here all my life." "Do you know the quickest way to Arnhem?" He asked.
"No, I only know the main road, I have never traveled there cross country. My parents used to do it all the time, but they cant help us now." He didn't ask why they couldn't help, he could tell by the tone of her voice what had happened. "Its getting light out, well find a place to hole up and lay low." They walked another half mile and found a dell that was hidden from view from all sides.
They hunkered down and huddled together. She didn't know why, but she only felt safe in his arms. She looked around to see if the coast was clear, turned to face him, grabbed his cock and smiled. He grinned as she grabbed his cock. It really wasn't the time or place, but he had to have her again. She stroked his cock through his pants and felt it grow larger and larger. When she felt it was as full, she unbuttoned his pants and pulled it out. The swollen head was inviting and she slowly slid down and suckled on the tip.
He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Then she surprised him by nibbling, just a little on the tip. Not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough that he felt it. It was a new sensation and it drove him wild. He grabbed her head and forced his cock down her throat. She gagged on his engorged member as he forcefully throat fucked her. It kept going deeper and deeper into her throat. Tears welled in her eyes as she was surprised at the force of his dick.
He stopped fucking her throat and with a guttural growl mumbled, "turn around" She complied and he slid her pants down and tore off her panties. He slid his now raging cock between her lips but didn't enter her pussy. She slid back and forth on his cock, with the head rubbing against her clit and the shaft getting nice and moist from the juices of her pussy lips rubbing against it.
He slowly stuck his finger in her mouth and told her to suck on it and get it good and wet. She suckled on his finger and got it wet. He then withdrew his finger from her mouth and put it up against her pussy. Withdrawing his sopping wet finger, he slowly moved toward her ass and began to rub his wet finger around her asshole.
It began to pucker in anticipation. She was nervous "What are you doing? "Just be quiet" he said "trust me, you ll love it." He slowly worked his wet finger into her waiting anus. Slowly sliding it in up to his first knuckle, she let out a whimper of pain and pleasure. Her pussy was working his shaft wildly. He then stuck his finger in up to the knuckle and she moaned in pleasure. "Oh God, that feels so good" she moaned. He slowly worked his knuckle in and around her ass, slowly going in wider circles until her ass puckered and was ready.
He slowly slid his shaft away from her pussy and slowly worked his dick into her ass. The bulbous head sent shock waves thru her body and she muttered a 'Wait, don't, its too much." But he ignored her.
He knew the pain was temporary and soon she would be filled with pleasure. He spit on her ass and rubbed it into her anus, wetting it even more.
As he slid his dick deeper into her ass, she began to finger her pussy. She let out low moans and gasped for breath as he began to stroke in and out of her ass.
Slowly at first, but he began to stroke faster as she began to masturbate furiously with her fingers. She let out loader and loader moans, and he gasped as she came all over herself.
Her ass tightened up with the orgasm and she began to flex her anus around his cock as wave after wave of pleasure rode over her. He bucked wildly as her ass gyrated on his dick and cum exploded forth in a torrent. He came more and more as she squeezed every last drop from his balls with her tightened ass. He gasped at the force of her orgasm, and his. He slowly pulled his dick out and in the soft moonlight, could see torrents of his cum oozing out her ass.
She lay in a heap on the ground, ass swollen and sore, but she had never felt more gratified. A short time later she rolled over and saw him asleep. She gently kissed his cum covered cock and stood watch.
Wondering what the next day would bring. Night fell quietly. The noise of combat continued to diminish as the day progressed. He had woken up with a start a few hours after fucking her ass and found her standing watch. He rose up, looked around and told her to rest up. He noticed that his cock was still hanging out of his pants. He went to tuck it away but she stopped him. Ill do it she smiled. She tugged on it and bent down to kiss his head. He excitedly started to get hard and she looked up at him.
"My ass is killing me, but thank you, that was the best fucking I have ever had." She gently kissed his head, suckling a little on the tip and nibbled his head. She then dove on his cock. His whole cock disappeared down her throat and he grunted heavily.
She closed her throat around his cock and pulled her head back. His eyes closed and his head fell back. He moaned "oh my god.suck my cock.take it all. I'm gonna fuck your throat." She breathed heavily thru her nose as he started to pull his cock from her clenched throat. He grabbed the back of her head and held it in place. She gasped as his cock slammed in and out of her mouth. He thrusted harder and harder with each push.
Spit flew out of her mouth as he pulled his cock out. He looked her right in the eye and she opened her mouth to let his cock in. "Open your throat, I'm going all the way in." She tilted her head back eagerly and he rammed his cock down her throat. He hit the back of her throat and kept going. Her gag reflex kicked in but he held her there. Her head bucked wildly on his cock as he pushed deeper into her mouth. Tears were streaming down her face as she grabbed his ass in her hands and started pulling his dick deeper than ever into her mouth.
He clenched his ass cheeks as torrents of hot cum shot into her mouth. She continued to buck wildly as the hot cum flew down her throat. He pulled out and she grabbed his still spewing cock and tugged it toward her face. Cum came dripping down her face and nose and some came dripping out of her mouth. She smiled, took her finger, scooped it off her face and swallowed it down. She licked his cock clean and gently tucked it back into his pants. She wiped off her face and got cleaned up and ready to go.
They looked out and slowly cleared the area and headed toward Arnhem. They held hands as they walked thru the woods. Little did they know they were heading into a disaster. It was slow going because her ass hurt so much.
She still couldn't believe that something that hurt so much now could have felt so good. It opened a whole new world of possibilities that she was eager to explore. They walked thru the darkened Dutch countryside, heading toward Arnhem. It had been 6 days since he had crashed thru her door, and they did not know that Arnhem was a disaster and that the whole plan had collapsed on itself. She just knew that she had friends in Arnhem that could hide them until the Allies came.
They first noticed signs of trouble on the outskirts of the city. The sound of heavy gunfire and tanks were coming from the bridge over the Rhine.
"That's a problem" he said. "we don't have tanks here yet, that must be the Krauts." He looked over at her as she went slightly pale. She began to think furiously at what they were going to do. Her friends lived near the bridge. There was no way she could sneak him past the krauts to the bridge. Just then, a door swung open on the street and to her amazement, a man signaled for them to get inside.
She was even more amazed when she recognized the man. "What are you doing here!!" she squealed as she gave him a hug once they were inside. "We came here when the fighting began on the bridge. Our old house was destroyed in the second day of fighting. We were coming back from the store when a shell blew up our house. Luckily, we had this property and we have been here ever since." He replied.
"Who is your friend?" He looked over at him and gave him the once over. Even thru the dirt and grime and dried blood, he could make out the uniform. "He saved me" she replied and looked at him, "many times in many ways. He stays here with me." Just then another person joined the room.
She was shorter and had darker features. She was still pretty, but more robust. She looked at the para as if to appraise him, then looked over at her friend.
"Come, we will get you cleaned up. Get water for the bath while I help dress his wounds." "I'm fine" he replied," just give me a place to clean up." "nonsense" the friend replied, " we can get you cleaned up.
Come in to the other room while Bert fixes things." The friends went into the room with the para. He slowly stripped off the dirty uniform and he noticed the friend looking at him. "He is handsome" she told her friend in Dutch so he wouldn't understand.
"That is nothing," she replied," just wait and see." He slowly took his pants off and winced as the bandage pulled on his leg. "Here," replied the friend, eying the bulge in his pants. "Let me look at that." She pulled the bandage off and he gasped. She quietly left the room and came back with some Mercurochrome. She poured some onto a towel and dabbed at his leg.
It burned, but he didn't make a sound. He just gritted his teeth and waited for the pain to pass. The friend eyed the bulge and looked over at her and smiled.
She smiled back. "Now" the friend said, "let's get you ready for a bath."