. bad news for all, but especially for the unlucky patients on the wrong end of triage. It was an ever present reality of medical combat duty, the ele...hant in the room, but it was also a sign that things weren’t going all that well. It was bad enough to have to sort out and prioritize some patients over others on the basis of their chances, but far worse to have to do so in a hectic, frantic manner. Mistakes were sure to happen, even more than usual, of course.At least we didn’t get sent to. " Anyway, that's Damian, and it was the truth I was bleeding like a stuck pig this morning, and then it stopped again cold, and I'm not even due for another week. Last month I was two weeks late and you had me checked if I was pregnant and Mumma, I'm still a bloody virgin. You're having next Tuesday off to go the dentist, can we make an appointment for next Tuesday and see the doctor?" Yes, baby, and I'll cool your Poppa down. He's a good man, and a good provider, but not very bright." Mumma,. "Can I...Can I touch you...you know, down there?"She doesn't respond, just keeps her eyes closed and her chest out. Her nipples were so hard now. It was obvious that she was enjoying this. I risked touching her smooth little tanned belly. She only tightened her stomach muscles under my touch but does nothing to stop me. I run my fingers down to the top of her little monkey panties. Still no move to stop me and I swear I feel her thrust out her hips slightly. Me? I’m leaving a trail of juices. I looked at it with awe as I sat on the edge of my bed puttingon my heels. I changed panties and put on my bra, then with my fingerstingling I took the dress from the hanger, lifted it carefully over myhead, and used my arms to keep it from my face, like Diane, Karen, andmom had all shown me. The tingling was going all through me, and Istood for a long moment enrapt by how I felt.Then, suddenly a wave of anxiety came over me. Nervous and dizzy, I satback down on my bed. Maybe it's stage.