No one was willing to give her an M-16, but Lt. Nichols had taken her out and taught our 14-year-old orphan how to shoot a captured pistol. She proved...to be a natural talent and now wore the gun holstered on her web belt.I put my arm around her and gave her a big hug. "Yeah I do, but you help the pain just by being here hon."I was interrupted by a crash and yelling coming from outside.Damn, Stretch was at it again. I pushed Kat away from me and gave her the instruction, "guard duty". Kat didn't. The catheter was removed, and I was helped up to take a few steps, use the bathroom on my own, and start to get my sea legs. Once that was done, she helped me into the shower and stayed to wash my back and various other parts, which pleased Mr. Johnson very much.This time she giggled when presented with my rather impressive equipment, and I knew what was coming if she kept it up. Rather than waste the opportunity, I kissed her like I kissed when I wanted to get a woman's attention. Carole, my. The meal was wonderful, or so she said, and we were relaxed. Alona and I had never had relations before, but as she was Russian, personal affection does not necessarily have to enter into the equation. At any rate, with meal finished, Alona asked to use the bath, and I told her I would after her, and meet in the bedroom.Our preparations over, we would begin. I told her that I wanted to make her ‘lesson’ a part of a love experience, and she agreed. So with some gentle kissing, and discreet. "The tears were rolling down my eyes at this point and I didn't know what to do. I didn't come up there to have sex. I just wanted to hang out with him."Are you going to scream?... Are you going make any noise?... If you make a sound... I swear to God, I will slap the shit out of you... ok... ok," he growled.His hand covered my face and my mouth. I couldn't breathe so I quickly nodded my head and he moved his hand."Do you know how many of those little cunts downstairs would love to be up here.