Pool Party Orgy
I awoke Monday morning and my side hurt like hell. Sue and mom were still asleep but I needed the pain meds so I kissed Sue awake. She looked into my eyes and saw the stress from the pain and immediately got up to get me some juice and the meds. She had a straw in the glass of Orange juice so I didn't have to wake mom who was cuddled in as deep as a tick on a hound.
"Leesie and Lillie are up and cooking breakfast. I know you probably need some sexual release but you are going to just have to suffer until tomorrow. You are confined to the house until then. Marion is calling your Dean at the University and explaining the situation this morning. He is going to work out how and when you can take your finals."
"Thanks baby. I only want the pain meds when I need them. These particular ones can be addicting. As soon as I can I need to transition to Ibuprofen. Please check next time you are in the bathroom to see if we have any? And may I ask what is for breakfast?"
Well, despite our whispering, Mom woke up. "Baby? How are you this morning?" She checked my side.
"I'm in some pain but Suzie got me some pain meds. I know you both want me to stay in bed today, but I really need to move around some to make sure I don't get pneumonia. The movement will also minimize scar tissue and help my metabolism so my body can heal more quickly."
Sue nodded and mom looked at her before responding, "We can work with that. But you will have someone with you going up and down the stairs while you are on those pain meds."
"Yeah, that is probably wise, thanks Mom." I gave her a sensual, slow, deep kiss. Unfortunately, my morning wood was rampant. Mom reached for it and Sue shook her head.
"Mom, that isn't wise. I know neither of us want Harry to have a case of blue balls, but because he will climax and that will put a pulling pressure on his wound, I think we should wait 48 hours before we can give him relief. That will certainly cause him pain and could reopen his wound. Neither are good things. Maybe after his first shower?"
Mom sighed, "Yes, that makes perfect sense. Sorry baby, but we will make it up to you tomorrow afternoon. Think you can manage that?"
"Yeah, these meds are going to make it hard to maintain an erection for very long anyway. Can the two of you help me dress? I smell breakfast!"
"Oh, yes, we are having fresh link sausage, yeast rolls, scrambled eggs, a small glass of V-8 juice, and fresh milk for breakfast."
"Thanks Sue."
Mom and Sue dressed me in a tan, cotton, loose fitting T-shirt and a pair of loose fitting gym shorts. They walked me down to the kitchen table where Leesie and Lillie were setting up the place settings for breakfast and bringing the food over from the stove.
"Scrambled OK on the eggs, Harry?" Lillie asked.
"Sounds and smells delicious, thank you both."
About that time James and Marion came bouncing down and headed for the coffee pot. We all sat down and had a wonderful family breakfast.
The talk was all about the upcoming wedding and what preparations were necessary. Since Lillie had no family, James and Leesie offered to stand in and pay for the wedding as well as walk her down the aisle if she would like.
Lillie began to cry, "You all have been so kind. I would love it if you would stand in for Mom and Dad at my wedding. Thank you so much!" She then got up and thanked Leesie and James with deep kisses and hugs.
As breakfast was being cleaned up there was a knock on the door. Marion piped up, "That is our departmental Psychologist here to speak with Harry. She just wants to make sure he is doing OK and dealing effectively with the emotional stress he is going through."
I looked around and it was obvious they were anticipating my reluctance and it was equally obvious I was going to lose that argument so I just nodded my head, got up from the table, and walked to a corner of the living room where there were a few comfy chairs around a card table.
Marion brought over a very nice looking young woman with the most penetrating green eyes I ever saw. "Hi!" she said with a genuine smile, "I am Dr. DiZexus, the Department Psychologist. I evaluate and prescribe treatment for Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome for officers such as yourself who have been through traumatic experiences. I have had several Officers inform me of everything that transpired so I am aware of your circumstances. Do you mind if we have a bit of a chat?"
"Sure, Doc!" I motioned to one of the other chairs and she sat, never taking her eyes off me.
"Harry, please just call me DD. Also, I would like you to be totally honest with me. I can read you like a book, so not being honest with me or yourself will be obvious. Fair warning?"
"More than. And I understand the need, I am not resistant so what would you like me to open up about?"
"Good! Let's get right to it then. How are you feeling about killing those three men? Take a moment and dredge all that up for me, please. I know it will be painful, but I need to hear where you are with all that."
I took a deep breath.
"Well, I think I have gotten past the disbelief stage. I was a bit depressed about having to shoot them for a bit last night. But, my family and others have helped me accept I acted in the only way possible to save my life. That doesn't make me happy or proud. I have dedicated my life to preserving the lives of others, not taking them."
DD nodded watching my body language like a hawk. "Please, continue."
"Well, I cried like a baby with my fiance' when I got back home. She was very supportive and let me express my emotions without judgment."
DD smiled, "Explore that a bit for me?"
"It was like a dam burst. I cried like a baby and she just cuddled with me, giving me supportive caresses and spoke in endearing terms. I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my chest after it was all over. The raw emotions were still there, just muted a lot. I was asking why me? Why did they have to try to kill me? Why did they put me in that position where I had no choice?"
"Have you come up with any answers?"
"None that really satisfy me. Looking into his eyes when he said he was going to kill me, all I could see was hate. No compassion, no compromise. I knew that instant it was do or die. I now realize there are people who are just evil sociopaths. I likely cannot fix them or help them and what I did had to be done for my survival. I don't like I had to kill them, wish I didn't have to...but those choices were taken from me. I am in the process of accepting that; but, the emotional pain is still there."
