" He said handing it back to me "its nothing to be embarrassed about" he said moving over to my bed. I moved over to join him too. We sat there in sil...nce for a bit. Then he moved a little closer to me. "Y-Y-Your uhm.. Your.. Here. Let me get it for you" he then leaned over and pulled my top back over my exposed nipple,it must have been all the jumping. I barely felt it was out. His skin brushed against mine, it felt so soft and it gave me goose bumps. I had no words to say, I could feel myself. He knocked once more, and suddenly the door next to them opened, and a woman showed.“You’re looking for the Spaniard?” she inquired.“Yes, indeed,” Richard answered, bowing slightly.“You’ll have to look on the top floor, with that Martin woman. That’s where he usually is.”With that, she slammed her door shut. Richard raised his eyebrows and led the small group up another two flights. There was just one door up here and Richard knocked.“One moment please!” a pleasant female voice called from. I straddle one side of the tub and lay down onto my back. Luckily I didnt empty the vyl. She kneels next to me and spits on it again. This time she rubs it in slowly, my eyes are closed but I can feel her staring at me. She dumps the rest of the vyl out and takes half, coughs, then the second half. I try to sit up but her hand smacks me in the chest to lay me back down, and thats when I felt it. That tougue. Broad the first couple times, but then sharp, fluttering the sweet spot like she knew. Albrecht had done his job, had saved all of us. I put my hand to the side of my face, smearing the blood over my chin and forehead. I pulled my hand back and stared at the thick red fluid. ‘Alphonse, are you alright,’ a voice called from outside. I fell to my knees as a metallic clang came from the window. There were four hooks on the ledge. ‘Brother,’ I said, turning to the window. Four men climbed in the window from the hooklines, clad in a grey-green digital camouflage. ‘The U.S. Army?’.