Dinner Date Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

Dinner Date Ch. 04

... to stand in front of the gun?"

"Shut up Joe. Just make sure Peter gets a full report by the end of the day." Reluctantly, I added, "By the way, thanks for the assist. It was about to get really ugly here."

Reaching up, I offered my hand which he took. "Any time. Need some help up?"

"No thanks. I'm good. Just going to lay here and bleed until the ambulance shows up to cart me off."

"Well, it looks like you've already got the nurse part covered." giving me a knowing look. "I can't imagine Tammy is going to be really pleased about any of this." He said looking directly at Kelly.

Kelly for her part remained silent, focused on applying direct pressure to stem the flow of blood.

"Not that it's any of your concern but she's going to be decidedly more upset about me getting shot than my assistant rendering first aid. And for the record she and Tammy already know each other. Tammy did the selection. So, give up any idea of trying to worm your way in." I added as a warning.

"If he tries anything on Tammy, I'll cut his balls off." Kelly said to me loud enough that both men standing close by heard it.

"Ranger Turner. I've just seen what this little missy can do with a knife already. Take my advice and run now while you can." the Chief added without any humor in his voice.

Joe just threw up his hands and walked away.

"Chief, I don't want to seem ungrateful, but can you check on the ambulance? The initial shock is wearing off and the pain is starting to set ...

... in."

"Right, wait right here and I'll go check."

"Very funny Chief."

He just chuckled and picked up his radio.

"Master?" Kelly whispered softly.

I knew what she was worried about without her having to say anything. "We're good my little angel. We're good."

The wait on the ambulance was longer than the ride to the ER. If I had known how close we were to the hospital I would have crawled there. At least that's the lie I'm telling myself right now.

While the hospital was small by my normal standards, for a population of this size they were surprisingly well equipped and the staff was well trained. The bullet had passed through and only hit the meaty part of my thigh according to the surgeon. But they of course were trying to keep me for observation overnight. I told them absolutely not under any circumstances would I allow myself to be admitted to a hospital.

The doctor informed me while stitching up my leg the hospital had a hard and fast policy of at least one night of observation for gunshot wounds. After that I was free to do as I saw fit.

I asked if they got a lot of gunshot wounds coming through?

He let me know they didn't but when a former patient refused to stay and then dropped dead during the night the hospital implemented a new policy; at least one night. When he put it like that I reluctantly agreed. Then I asked the obvious question, "What about knife wounds?"

Chief Jacobs answered for him. "They got stitched up and they'll be doing ...