Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... awoke to the sound of her little sister in the bathroom retching. She felt bad for Lee, but the sound made her groan and want to cover her head with the pillow. If she didn’t have to get up and go to work, she might have done just that. Instead, Deeny got up and changed into her work clothes. When Lee came back from the bathroom, she would go take care of her own morning needs and brush her teeth.

They passed in the hallway, Deeny giving Lee a sisterly hug for a moment then they continued on in their own directions. Deeny felt her own gorge try to rise at the smell that still lingered in the bathroom... but she toughed it out. Lee used a tissue to wipe her eyes of the tears of frustration. “Why?” was all she could ask herself.

As the girls readied for their day upstairs, Caroline was already fixing breakfast for her family. Duke had taken a seat at the table and watched her as she moved about the kitchen preparing food, and packing a lunch for Lee. She seemed distracted this morning and Duke was pretty sure he knew why. He was about to ask when the phone rang. Caroline stopped what she was doing and looked at the phone, then at Duke.

“Well... answer it.” Duke said calmly at her unspoken question.

Caroline moved to the phone and picked up the handset.

“Hello?” She answered.

Caroline listened to the voice on the other end of the phone and nodded a couple of times. Then she responded, telling the person who she was. Yes, she was the mother of Juanita Lee ...

... Simmons. Yes, she could accept the test results over the phone. Caroline listened and then locked eyes on Duke’s as he watched her from his seat at the table.

“Yes. Thank you. I’ll let her know... Yes... we’ll be making appointments with her doctor... Thank you. Yes... goodbye.” Caroline removed the hand piece from her ear and held it to her chest as she bit her bottom lip and gave her husband a doleful look.

Doleful indeed, but it wasn’t all sadness, there was a spark of joy and happiness there too, in her eyes. Maybe it was hope. Caroline saw the patient, if questioning look on Dukes face and finally, she nodded to him. She replaced the handpiece on the phone and wrung her hands on a kitchen towel she had in the waistband of her apron. In two steps she was in his arms as he stood to receive her. Her face buried in his chest as she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight.

“Oh, Duke... what is she going to do? Tom is going away to the army or whatever...” Caroline asked, her voice muffled in his flannel shirt.

“It’s up to them, but I’m sure he’ll do the right thing by her. He is planning on coming back, now there will be that much more reason to do so.” Duke spoke softly into Caroline’s hair as he rocked her gently from side to side.

The sound of feet on the stairs broke Caroline out of her state of mind and she went back to the stove to finish breakfast, wiping her eyes with that same kitchen towel. Deeny was the first one down the stairs, of course. She ...