Which sound was sweeter, a breath that had been stolen, or the one that was wedged sideways in her throat? You know the kind. It's the one where she s...cks in her breath, making that little inbound squeal and it lodges there in her throat, unable to come out. What a sweet sound. It was hard to decide which one was the sweetest.The echoes of her broken efforts to breathe rang in Catherine's head like she was still with Karen. The bed still smelled of their sex. Catherine continued to replay the. Stumbling to the wagon I rummaged through the back and found my EMT kit. Sitting down, I poured water and then some alcohol over the wound to try and clean it out and disinfect it. It took me a few minutes to recover from the pain of the alcohol, but eventually I was able to look more closely at the wound. I didn’t see any more sand in or around it, so I spread some antibiotic cream, covered it with a large piece of gauze, and wrapped a bandage around it. The wound was wide enough it couldn’t. The diaper was placed in a disposal and I was on my feet. I stoppedvia a quick hand wash station that had been modified for my shortheight."Mrs. Abernathy?" I said as I walked out to the waiting room where theyoung mother waited."Yes, Doc? Is she okay?" Everything went great! You'll be able to go back with her in recoveryin just a few minutes once they get her settled in there." Oh, thank you Doc!" she said and wrapped her arms around me."You're very welcome," I told her as I managed to step. "All right Tad, thanks for the drinks, here is a fifty for all your kindness," Shannon whispered as she slid the bill across the bar to him."No, it's my pleasure, I hope you guys become regulars. We could really use a hot piece of ass like you to bring in the horny single men. I tell you what, come in weekly. The skimpier the outfit you wear, the more drinks my boss will let me comp for you. You scratch our backs, we'll scratch yours! If you know what I mean," Tad chuckled."Hehehe, I don't know.