This is a work of pure fiction, if it happened to you, you're a lucky bastard ;)
All characters are a pure invention of my defective mind.
Please, enjoy!
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I was walking back from the plane, same as my entire squad. We were back from a long tour in middle east, we didn't see much fighting back there but there was enough to get me injured. I received shrapnel from a grenade in my right leg and while I was pinned down, I received two bullets - one in my left shoulder and one in my left arm. I also got the same shoulder dislocated when I fell down a small ravine trying to escape. I got lucky that the chopper for the medevac was landing, because I am pretty sure I wouldn't have made it.
I was walking with my duffle bag and a cane. I was struggling, but proud as I am there was no way I would ask for help. Most of my squad had someone waiting for them as soon as they got off the plane; family, girlfriend, wife. Each one had a loved one. But for me, I was all by myself. My Girlfriend, I mean ex-girlfriend, broke up with me over a dear John letter. She said that she wasn't made to be a soldier's girl, she preferred to become a whore over the internet, doing porn with random guys. I guess that's ok, that's how it works in California when you look like a bimbo.
I didn't mind the break up at all, I mean I guess I saw it coming. Some of the guys offered to drop me off home but I declined all offers with a smile, lying about me waiting for someone who was late when in fact no one was coming. When they were gone I went to a pay phone and called a cab. Direction; my folks house. I was pretty sure they were gone. My dad was gone on a long business trip with my step mother. Besides the dear John letter, only my step sister wrote to me, we even had a few facetime calls when I was in the base medic center after my injuries. She seemed genuinely worried about me.
I guess I should say a little about me. My Name is Joshua Reid and I am a United States marine corps. I am six feet two inches tall and weight around two hundred and thirty pounds. I am not particularly fit, but I do have a six pack, just not as developed as I would want it to be. I had blond hair but now my head is completely shaved. What helps me get the girls is my green eyes and apparently my killer smile. Oh and I am twenty five years old.
I was lost in thoughts when the cab stopped in front of my folk's driveway. I was thinking about Cassandra, my step sister. She was the same age as me and I haven't seen her for a while. I knew she was there because last time we spoke she told me that she caught her boyfriend with another man. She was disappointed but she understood that she wouldn't be able to provide what he needed - a dick in his ass, which made me chuckle when she said it like that.
After paying the cab I got off, grabbed my duffle bag and my cane, and made my way towards the house. My dad sent me an e-mail before I arrived, so I knew it was ok for me to be at their place, besides he sort of ordered me to come to the house, he said that no way I would stay at a crappy motel or on base. I had a great relation with my old man and a good one with his wife. I met Beth seven years ago, one year before I joined the corps.
My relation with Cass at the time was alright, I mean we were both seventeen and we barely spoke at the beginning but she was very supportive when I announced to everyone that I was going to enlist when I turned eighteen. My father was very very pissed, but we worked things out. It seemed that he didn't want me to get killed and I promised I wouldn't, I guess I kept my word.
I heard someone scream my name and when I turned to look, I saw Cass running towards me and she literally jumped in my arms. The surprise made me fall on my back, which made me groan due to the pain on my left arm. I was afraid it was dislocated once again. Cassie was still clinging to me while sobbing and whispering in my ear.
"Why didn't you tell me, I would have come and picked you up." Cassie said
"Oww, my shoulder" was all I could think of, the pain was nasty.
"Oh! I'm so sorry! she said while getting off of me, while helping me getting back on my feet.
"Thank you Cassie" I told her when she handed me my cane and took my duffle bag to carry it.
"No problems soldier boy." She winked at me and started walking towards the house.
I was hypnotized by the way her hips were swaying when she walked and I kind of noticed her perfectly shaped ass. I guess I never gave it much attention. I mean Cassie is the prototype of perfect. She is petite, barely five feet two, but everything on her body is perfectly shaped; her perky breasts, her legs were the type of legs that you would want around your neck while you please her with your tongue.
She was wearing really thin, short and tight white shorts and a black top which looked like a sport bra. She was probably doing some cleaning before I got here. Her light brown hair were shoulder length and her big brown eyes would make you want to give her the world if she'd ask you for it. But what I liked the most were her full lips; they were so kissable. I know we weren't related but it was a shame that we were in the same family.
I closed the door behind me when I entered and was once again spacing out while staring at her cleavage, I swear I was just spacing out. Since my injuries, I think the med's side effects was me spacing out from time to time.
"Like what you see?" She asked. But I didn't react, like I said, I was elsewhere in my mind.
"Earth to Joshua, Earth to Joshua, do you copy Joshua?" She said, giggling.
"Huh?" was my perfect comeback. I shook my head and I was probably blushing since she was giggling again.
"Like I said, you like what you see?" She asked with a grin. Her nipples were hard because of the AC, even though she was covered with sweat.
"What? Oh! no no no, sorry I was just spacing out" I said for my excuse.
"Riiight! Next you're gonna say you like the fabric of my top for an excuse?"
"What? well, matter of fact, I do" we both chuckled and then she added.
"How about you go get a shower and dress less military and I'll fix you something to eat?"
"Thanks I am famished" I said with a smile, making my way to the stairs.
"Wait! Since you got hurt I moved your room downstairs."
"You did? all alone?"
" Well, no. Mel helped me but your dad said you were supposed to arrive in three days. So your bed is not made yet, I'll do it later.'' Mel was her gorgeous best friend.
"Wow you left me the room with the bathroom, while you switched for my old room? am I dreaming?" I said jokingly.
"Ha ha yes the queen has bestowed to her knight some privileges." She said with a fake bitchy tone.
I smiled and dared one last look at her and luckily she wasn't looking so I took the opportunity to have another look at her fabulous ass. Yeah it was a shame she was my sister, not that I would stand a chance though.
"Stop staring at my ass and go clean up!" she said giggling without even looking in my direction.
Busted I thought to myself. So I started making my way towards my room and sat on the bed, starting to undress myself. I looked at my injured leg while I was removing the bandage and it was nasty. I mean it was healing, but I don't know, fresh scars don't look appealing. I tried to stand to make my way to the bathroom but without my cane it was nearly impossible. Each time I put weight on my injured leg it hurt like a son of a bitch. I returned sitting on the bed and I was struggling trying to remove the bandage from my left arm.
"Fuck!" I was mad at myself for not being able to remove it by myself, mad because I would need Cassie's helping hand. I put back my pants and grabbed my cane and made it to the door.
"Cassie?" I called loudly.
"Yes?" She said, and I saw her walking towards me.
"Would...Would you mind helping me remove this bandage?" I said feeling helpless, while pointing at my left arm.
"Of course! Let me wash my hands first." She said with a big smile on her face.
"Thanks." I said while walking to sit back on the bed.
"I've got to warn you, it looks nasty." Even though I knew that she was a nurse I still wanted to warn her.
"Josh, I'm a nurse, I've seen worst." She said right before she kissed my cheek.
"Yeah, I'm sorry but I don't want people to see me like this and take pity on me."
"I understand Josh but it's ok, knowing you, I know how proud you are about doing things by yourself. I never quite understood why you were such a loner, in fact I was really surprised when you said you had a girlfriend."
"Well, I met her online and you know the rest. Besides, what difference does it make? She is the best example that people, at least most of them, let you down or betray you." I already told her what happened and why I now had an ex-girlfriend instead of a girlfriend.
"Come on! that's not true, I would never let you down and I already told you a bunch of my friends think you're hot, especially when you smile. Hell, Melissa told me that she'd screw your brains out. You should really open up a little."
"Melissa said that? Nah, you're just messing with me to make me feel better." Cassie is not the type to make stuff up though. Screwing Melissa would be awesome, but she would probably be turned off by the scars.
"No I'm serious, besides chicks really dig scars, especially when it's a good guy. The saying that chicks love bad boys is not true, we dig real man, real man that could protect us and you are the perfect example. Remember Nina?"
"Of course, the Italian girl that works with you? What about her?" Nina is a beautiful girl that works at the hospital with Cassandra. She has long black hair and deep blue eyes, she has small boobs but her ass, dear Lord, her ass is as perfect as Cassie's ass.
"She asked me if I minded if she was to ask you out." I blinked at that revelation and looked at her. She was now sitting next to me on my left and the bandage was off.
"Wait, what? What did you tell her?" She was chewing on her lower lip and stood up making her way out of the room.
"I told her that she wasn't your type." She closed the door after leaving the room.
