Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... calmed back down. He walked her around the car and opened the passenger side door for her and helped Annie into the cruiser. He got back in and drove her back up to the house where they went inside and Annie made coffee. No more was said about the letter, but it was on both of their minds.

Annie asked about Betty, Gerald grew solemn as he held his coffee cup in both hands, his elbows on the table. He told Annie that the doctors confirmed that Betty had suffered a stroke. They suspect that there was some brain damage but it may take weeks to determine how badly it was. She’ll be in the hospital for some time yet.

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“Hey, stranger!” Richard remarked with a grin as he stuck out his big right hand to Cam to shake, as his left hand held the door into the diner open for him as well.

“Hi, Rich!” Cam said smiling, shaking Richard’s hand as he entered the diner with him.

“Coming off shift, or starting?” Richard asked as they both walked to the counter.

“Coming off, this time. It’s been a little chaotic since yesterday.” Cam remarked as he took a seat on the stool, and smiled at Deeny as she came over to the two of them and placed coffee cups in front of them.

“Morning, bright eyes.” Deeny said towards Cam, and winked at Richard.

“I wish it was morning...” Cam grumbled rubbing his face and eyes with his right hand and grimacing.

“Late night?” Deeny asked even as she poured the black coffee in his cup, knowing how he ordered his coffee from his ...

... frequent visits to the diner.

Deeny looked to Richard and he nodded so she would fill his cup with the same.

“Be right back to take your orders.” Deeny said as she carried the coffee carafe further down the counter to top off a couple of other customers’ cups.

“Hi Sheriff!” Yvonne said with a grin as she came around the corner from the back hallway tying her apron back on.

Cam rolled his eyes but smiled all the same. Noting his and Richard’s full coffee cups and Deeny headed back towards them, she stepped back and winked at Deeny. Nobody saw the surreptitious pinch that Yvonne gave Deeny’s backside as she slid past her. Deeny flinched but smiled even bigger if that was possible.

“So, why was it a late night?” Deeny asked as she set her order pad on the counter in front of her and pulled a pencil from the hair behind her ear.

“I sat the call desk all night. Betty was taken to the hospital in Kansas City yesterday. She had a stroke.” Cam said glumly.

“I’m so sorry to hear that!” Deeny said sadly. “Is she going to be alright?” She asked.

“They don’t know yet. More tests to be run or whatever. She’ll be in the hospital for a while, how long they don’t know.” Cam explained.

“My uncle, I mean the Sheriff said they were going to have to hire someone in the meantime, to sit the desk. He needs all the active deputies on patrol with all these protests and protesters coming through here lately.” Cam lamented.

“Well, I’m sure they can find someone who’s eager ...