"You tell him Peter." You're not getting the Military Cross." Oh, why not?" You've been upgraded, you're getting the big one." The big one?" I asked s...upidly."The Victoria Cross* mate, that's all." Bloody hell," I laughed, "That means I get a pension as well." You very brave man Jack," Eva said quietly and Pete snorted derisively."A bloody fool more like."We pulled up outside my local pub and I groaned inwardly as I saw the banner stretched across it saying, "Welcome home Jack, you're our. Lets swap phone numbers then if I can’t meet you for 9 in the morning for another surf lesson I can let you know – plus you can share your latest photos with me, please?”Tea cups set aside, they swapped numbers, curled up, kissed and cuddled and dozed. Bob came round dozily, feeling Anita’s hand stroking his swelling sausage, as it responded to his waking from slumber. “Sorry I didn’t mean to wake you Bob, it is just so nice to lie with someone so caring and gentle. If this is what a genuine. “How are we feeling?”I opened my eyes. “A bit woozy still.”“Well, there’s a bucket if you feel sick again. We’re going to take a look at that head of yours in a minute when the doctor gets here. Just you lie still for the moment.”After a few minutes, the doctor came and they unwrapped the bandage on my head, mused over the significant bump and gash and decided the latter needed a few stitches, which were duly applied under a local anaesthetic.I was lying there quietly when I heard Mutti Frida’s. Michelle then took a deep breath before saying, ‘Brody, my noble knight in shining armor, will you please come rescue me from the evil clutches of my coworkers? I would be forever in your debt.’ Brody chuckled, and smiled a great big, beaming smile. ‘Michelle, my fair lass, nothing else in the world would give me more pleasure in this moment.’ ‘Perfect. I’m at the Lakeside Tavern.’ ‘I can be there in fifteen.’ ‘Thank you so much.’ ‘Any time… Sugar Baby.’ ‘I hate you.’ Brody snickered and then.