The Northern Star: The Beginning by Mike Gullickson

Author:Mike Gullickson [Gullickson, Mike]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lightside/Darkside Entertainment LLC
Published: 2012-10-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“We’ll be alright,” John said to Tiffany when she had put him to bed. It was his first full day back at home. The statement hung in the air like a question.

His physical wounds were healed, but earlier that day when she had changed his diaper and cleaned the caked shit from his ass, the sutures he had tried to place over his pride had stretched and torn. It was now night, time had moved on, but John hadn’t. He was humiliated.

Tiffany kissed him on the lips, slow. Unlike Janis, John’s penis had been spared. She reached down and rolled it in her hands.

“You still have your most important part.” Tiffany bit down on John’s lower lip, pulling it with her. John could hear the smile in her voice and the slight pain from her aggression got him hard.

She worked him, ignoring his input, riding him up and down, making him pay for all the nights he complained, all the nights she saw the reflection of his sad self-pitying eyes in the moonlight or dealt with his sharp remarks when she only meant to help. This was their catharsis. This was her absolving his sins.

After he came, he pleaded for her to get off him, but she wouldn’t. She ground down hard, moving back-and-forth until his sensitivity got overwhelmed with lust and he rose again.

The second time he lasted longer and finally she collapsed next to him, her body vibrating, her legs jelly. She wrapped around him like he was a body pillow.

“I think we’ll be ok. What do you think?” She was out of breath.

“Wow,” he said. He turned to her and gave her an eskimo kiss that turned into tongue. “Wow,” he said again and laughed a real laugh for the first time in months.

“I’m like your own personal dildo,” he said, still in awe of what happened, still tasting her on his lips.

They snuggled and for the moment, everything was fine. When they fell asleep, everything was all right.

= = =

It had been eight weeks since Janis was rolled out of their hospital room and John hadn’t heard a word from him. He had gone completely dark as was expected. Tiffany fed John a bowl of cereal. It was dawn and the sun had just crept over the horizon.

John was in a wheelchair he could maneuver with his mouth, just like the one he and Janis had raced a month before. General Boen was visiting today. Earl had called the day before.

Earl was the most thoughtful man John had ever known, but like a true Texan, he was candy-coated steel. He was charming, honest, and caring, but underneath was a man who had seen blood and was willing to spill it.

Early in John’s career he was a mentor and later, a friend. When Earl heard about the UN bombing and John’s injuries, he had called regularly to check in. Now with his new position, he was in Chicago, “debriefing.”

John thought it was odd that he was getting debriefed in Chicago instead of Washington.

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