An hour later, Keni lay back in the recovery room, looking down at the blanket wrapped doll like creature in her arms. Kenley June Barnes was as black...haired as her father, but it was clear she would have the green eyes of her mother. Harley smiled down at them both as their daughter yawned. ‘You still hate me enough to castrate me honey?’ ‘I’ll let you know once the pain medication wears off. You call the folks?’ ‘They were already here, mine, yours, ours. All pacing in that waiting room.. "Can you type as well as you send Morse code?" he asked."Yes, why?" Sergeant Morris is all fumble fingered. Help him type out his report. I'm already helping Barlow, and the CO will need the typewriter for his own report shortly."I sat down at the makeshift desk and looked at Sgt. Morris's report. He definitely had a problem and I started it all over while he checked what he had written and then checked what I had typed as I finished each page."Damn, Baker. You sure make it look easy. Where did. I carefully led the wounded girl inside incase another tribute had found it before we did. Thankfully, no-one did and I was allowed to carefully set Glimmer down on the cave floor, a light yelp of pain leaving her mouth when moved the wrong way. "You had a pretty bad fall. But I think that gash is the worst of it. But take it easy for your sore spots." I instructed her. I knelt down beside her and leaned in to look at her gash which had stopped bleeding but still looked bad."I'll be right back,. He got up and kissed me good night. He had to turn around one more time and he left. But that left me very horney. I tried just playing with my self but that just wasn't good enough. So I went to the club to see Sheila. I was missing her anyway. When I got there the gurls told me she had left with a trick earlier and with one of the guys she spends the night with. But I had a great time chatting with everyone and realized how much I was missing them. We all talked and got tipsy. My new word for.