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Author's note: A special thanks goes to Ed for his work on editing my stories. Any mistakes you find are not his fault; they are mine for not making all of the changes he recommends.
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Going to the Dodge dealership Karen started the process of buying the truck. It helped that she was in uniform and had her military ID with her. Between the trade in of her car and Baby Girl's pickup without the shotgun or its mount, she got a sweet deal. They even arranged for the local camper store to deliver a shell for the bed so it could be installed while they waited.
She got a call from Cat while they were waiting for the shell to be mounted. "Mistress, would it be fine if you met Sara, Little Bit's friend, in the quad in an hour?"
"Let me call you back. I am having some work done on our new truck." Karen replied. She went back the service department and said in a commanding tone, "I have a meeting in one hour. I expect my truck to be ready. Do you understand me?"
"Yes Staff Sergeant. It is being detailed as we speak. Once it is finished and filled up you will be good to go." The man said. He had been in the army and since then dealt with those who had just come back before. They always had a slightly wild look in their eyes and were like a stick of dynamite ready to blow at a moment's notice. The woman before him now had that same look.
"Don't worry about the fuel, just get me my truck and I will get out of your hair."
Picking up the phone he dialed the shop. "Get the red dually finished and up here in five minutes." He smiled at her and hung up the phone. The moment she walked away he dialed it again, "Make it happen. I have a live one and if the truck isn't up here I'm going to send her back." He listened for a moment, "Yea she's good looking but look at the shotgun in the cab and ask yourself if you can sweet talk her when she has it pointed at your chest."
Karen was about to lose it ten minutes later when the General Manager hurried up to her, "Your truck is ready. Sorry about the delay." He said quickly. He too had seen those who were suffering from PTSD explode in the dealership and the pair of women were good cases for it. Two at once was more than he could imagine. "Here is a one hundred card so you can fill up on us."
"Keep it for someone who needs it," Karen replied going over to the truck. She inspected it from front to back and even the undercarriage while Baby Girl transferred the pile of junk they both had collected into the bed of the truck. Standing up she looked at Baby Girl who nodded in reply. "Thank you," She said getting in and starting it. As Baby Girl got in beside her she looked at her and said, "Cum for me pet. Break in my truck with your creamy scent." As Baby Girl mewed in pleasure beside her, she headed to a gas station to fill the diesel up.
Stopping at the pumps, Karen patted Baby Girl's leg, "I'll get the gas. Meanwhile, you get to keep cumming. I want anyone who gets in, to know a good girl came for her mistress." It took longer than she expected and made it to the quad with moments to spare. Instead of parking she said, "That's enough love. I want you to go buy a couple rolls of duct tape, rope, knife some black spray paint and finally a little tool box to keep the bondage supplies in. Then before returning, spray the windows in the shell black. We wouldn't want anyone to see who's riding around in the back do we?"
Baby Girl giggled, "Leave everything to me mistress." She got out and went to the driver's side, "Can I get some scarves also?"
Karen smiled, "I like it... Make sure everything is ready for a guest to ride in the back and text me when you return."
Baby Girl smiled, "With pleasure Mistress."
Striding to the quad it took a minute to find Cat standing off to one side and then see Patty sitting with another girl. Going over to Cat she asked, "Is everything dealt with?"
"Yes Mistress, school, job, and bills including student loan had been handled." Cat paused, "You should have heard Sara go off when Patty told her what she was doing."
"Worse than your sister?"
"Not even close. She scares me sometimes."
"Mom seriously mind fucked Sandy and I did the rest. If that wasn't bad enough the two tours, we did together were things out of nightmares. Then she was discharged... imagine what it would be like if you and I was separated for nearly a year." Karen paused, "Just give her time to get it all out of her system and it will be alright Cat."
"I know Mistress, I just worry about her and have no idea how to help."
"Just listen to her. Talking about it helps," Karen said. "So back to our Sara, should I go in nice or as a bitch?"
"Go as yourself," Cat replied. She didn't say it but she was worried about her Mistress also.
Nodding Karen walked over to the bench and said, "Hello Patty, and you must be Sara. My name's Karen."
Sara jumped up and slapped the woman before her. "You bitch, give me back my friend!"
While she had been expecting the girl to express outrage, slapping her was nowhere in the equation. She slapped the girl back and said, "That will be enough of that young lady."
Rubbing her cheek Sara said with bright eyes, "You hit me!"
"You struck the first blow. Be happy I did before Patty or Cat could reach you. They would have killed you." Karen said. "Now are you going to behave?"
"Yes mam," the Sara replied looking down.
"It's yes Staff Sergeant and look at me when I am talking to you."
"Yes Staff Sergeant, I'll be good." Sara said looking at the woman before her.
"You have five minutes, to tell me why you are a good influence on Patty. I need something more than you standing up to a stranger and calling her a bitch as you slap her." Karen said in her top military voice.
"She's my best and only friend. I need her," Sara said looking into those piercing green eyes.
"So buy a dog. Come one Sara, Patty really likes you and I want to feel good about her continuing her friendship with you." Karen said. "Why do you need her?"
"Because I love her damn it," the girl blurted.
"Did you two ever speak about your love for each other?" Karen asked looking from one to the other. When they didn't reply she said, "You two need to talk. Talk about what each wants and needs, find a common ground and work from there. If and when you find a solution that works for both of you, see me. I'll be over there," Karen pointed to a bench in the shade of a large oak tree.
