More blood covered his sheets, although he had no explanation of how it had got there. He surveyed the room, noting that his clothes were where he had...taken them off and hung them over his chair at riflepoint. His room was largely intact but something told him that the remainder of the house was a mess. He jerked as he thought of Emma and Lauren. He twisted on the bed in an attempt to see if they were on the truck, but it had long gone.Several minutes later, he turned and struggled to sit. She started to giggle and I looked at her. She asked if I realised that her hole hand was in me. I couldn’t believe it and i felt with my hand around her wrist and indeed, her whole hand covered in a glove was in me. She slowly started to pump her wrist up and down without taking it out and less then a minute later all my deepest muscles started to shake and I came with a limp clitty. An amazing experience.The next day my poor little hole was soooo sore.A few days later I felt better and I. "You didn't drink all this beer by yourself, did ya?" No!" Ruhk laughed "We got sort of a club. You wanna hear some tunes?"He returned carrying an opened soda for me and a beer for himself. He handed me the Diet-Chola, guaranteed to burn off a hundred calories all by itself, and it was good and cold and chocolaty with a lot of fizz. I loved that stuff, but I couldn't drink too much of the diet or I'd look like a scarecrow and my ass was small enough already."Sure, whatever." I shrugged drinking. He hadn’t been imagining it earlier.“It’s good to see you again, Sergeant Morgan.” Nunez clasped his hand in a firm shake. “Been a long time. Do you remember me?”John shrugged. “I remember your face, but ... can’t recall your name. I’m sorry.”Nunez waved it away. “I was much younger then, and you were already an experienced operator. I’m Colonel Amos Nunez, though I was a brand new Major the last time we saw each other.”“Sunset!” John snapped his fingers. “Your call-sign was Sunset.”Nunez.