Operation Market garden

She huddled under the table as the guns roared. The

invasion had come and she was terrified. The Angels

from the sky had come to liberate her small Dutch

town, but she was frightened. After so many years of

German occupation, the gleaming hope of liberation was

fast fading in the waning light.

It was the fourth day when it happened. The door

crashed down and in fell a young American paratrooper,

wounded in the battle and looking for a place of

refuge. He crawled into the other room, blood trailing

from his wounded leg.

She cowered under the table, afraid to speak, afraid

to make a noise in case he heard her, or worse, the

Germans came to finish him...

It seemed like forever since he came crashing thru the

door. The sounds of battle diminished and night was

beginning to fall. The young soldier was dressing his

wound, but was having trouble. The wound was on his

upper thigh, and he was grunting trying to get the

wound packet open and the sulfa powder out. He took

off his helmet and in the waning light she saw his

face. Even with the blood, dirt and grime she could

see he was handsome, so handsome in fact, she let out

a little gasp.

The sound caught his ear and he looked over at the

table. She tried to cower back but he saw her and

said,

"Hello, dont be afraid, I am here to help. Please could

you sit me up so I can dress my leg?"

She was terrified. She was worried that the Germans

would be there any second, and if they caught her

helping him, they would shoot her like they did her

parents many years before.

The young soldier asked her again, and there was

something in his voice that made all her fears

disappear.

She crawled over to him and pulled him out of the

kitchen into the back room. There was a small dresser

there and she leaned him against it. Just by touching

him, she could tell he was strong and well built, and

she felt a stirring deep inside.

After propping him up against the dresser, she walked

into the kitchen, grabbed a bucket and pail and

started to clean up the blood from his wounds.

After she was satisfied with her work, she went back

into the room to check on him.

The young soldier was passed out from the loss of

blood and exhaustion, but she could see that he had

the wound dressed and had stopped the bleeding.

She moved closer to get a better look at her rescuer.

He has tall, 6ft or so, with dark brown hair and about

four days growth on his chin. He had a kind face, and

upon looking further she realized he was older than

she first thought as he had wrinkle lines around his

eyes. They were kind eyes, she noticed, with a kind of

smile to them. He had a slight downward turn to his

nose and a square jaw. His lips looked soft and

inviting, and she resisted the temptation of kissing

them, but only barely.

He had long arms and strong, sure hands. She could

tell he was well muscled, and her gaze wondered down

to his legs and wondered what they looked like.

A sudden urge grabbed her and she crept closer to him

and gently lifted up where the wound had tattered his

pants, hoping for a quick glimpse.

When she pulled the pants back, he woke up and looked

at her, anger in his eyes.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" He growled.

"I was going to look at your wound, my mother was a

nurse and I wanted to see if it was dressed properly."

She stammered obviously embarrassed, but he didn't know

about what.

"I'm sure its fine, tell me, who are you?"

He looked at her with an appraising eye, one that made

her hunger like an animal, she wanted to have him then

and there, strangers be damned, and a warm smell of

musk began to rise deep from within her...

The young girl was embarrassed for she was sure he

could smell the dampness coming from her pussy. It had

been so long since she had even thought about sex, she

couldn't believe her body was reacting this strongly,

this quickly to a complete stranger.

She was right, the paratrooper could smell her pussy.

He first wondered what that smell was, then he

realized he could look down her skirt from the way she

was kneeling and saw the damp spot growing in her

underwear, he knew right away what it was. Their eyes

connected and he smiled at her. A soft gentle smile

that told her all she needed to know.She leaned

forward and gently kissed him on the lips and she put

her hand on his swelling cock. She drew back and

gasped. His cock was HUGE. She couldn't believe that a

man could be hung that way. She had known some men

before, but they were all medium sized or small, and

left her with very little satisfaction. She knew

instantly that this would not be the case this

time.She leaned forward and kissed him harder this

time. Her tongue probing his mouth gently at first,

then harder and harder as his cock grew to its full

length. She couldn't wait to get at it and gently

pulled off his belt and unbuttoned his pants. He

reached for her ample breasts and gently started to

rub them thru her shirt. Her nipples perked up and

began to harden as her hands pulled his cock out his

pants. She sat back and looked at his throbbing penis.

He smiled at her again as he bent forward and put the

tip of cock in her mouth. It tasted salty from the

sweat but she was beyond caring. She wanted this

monster and nothing was going to stop her. She lowered

her head even further and took more of his cock in her

mouth. He leaned his head back and moaned as the

warmth of her mouth spread farther and farther down

his penis. She pulled up when she started to gag as he

reached the back of her throat. He smiled and said

"that's OK, take your time."

She pulled her hair back and started to lick up and

down his glistening shaft. Her tongue gently caressed

his cock up and and he seemed to get even harder, if

that was possible. She sucked on one of his testicles,

then the other, the warmth of her mouth sending

shivers up and down his spine.She slowly made her way back

to the head of his cock and kissed the tip. Suddenly

she gulped down his cock in its entirety. She fought

off the gag reflex and started to bob up and down on

his cock. She opened and closed her throat,

alternately squeezing and relaxing. His hands were

working furiously on her breasts and her nipples were

taught against her blouse. She slid her fingers down

into her panties and started to work her sopping

pussy, alternately rubbing back and forth, top to

bottom. In her mind she fantasized about his huge cock

filling her up, but first she wanted to taste his cum.

She worked furiously on his cock, bobbing up and down

at an ever increasing pace while her fingers furiously

worked her pussy. He started to moan and his orgasm

was building up and she could feel him tense up right

before a flood of cum came pouring down her throat.

Her fingers plunged deep into her pussy and she came

and she sprayed her juices all over her panties and

his legs.

She swallowed gulp after gulp of his warm cum and she

wondered at first if it was ever going to end.

Finally, the flow stopped and she swallowed every

drop. Not wanting to waste any of him, she licked his

fading cock clean and looked up at him and smiled...

The night passed uneventfully after that. The soldier

passed out from sheer exhaustion after the incredible

blow job, and her panties were still wringing wet from

her masturbation exercise.

She gently undressed the paratrooper, redressed his

wound and put him to bed. She gently kissed him on the

forehead and disposed of his bloody uniform pants. She

hid the rest of his equipment, including his weapons

in a bolt hole in the floor the Germans hadn't found,

even after several searches of the house.

She sat at the table, and memories started to wash

over her. She remembered a spring day in 1940. She was

16 then, just developing into herself and her body.

She lost her virginity to a young Dutch soldier who

promised to take care of her forever. That forever

ended shortly when the Germans came. He was killed

during the first few days of fighting and she cried

for him for months. She decided then that she would

help the Orange any way she could. She ran messages

and took Intel from German officers at her job, where

she would flash her smile and charm the Germans, with

flirtatious promises that she would never full fill. It

all came crashing down in the autumn of 1942. Her

mother, father and older brother, all members of the

Orange, were caught trying to sabotage a radio station

in support of the Dieppe raid on the French coast.

They were all summarily shot and just like that, her

life was irrevocably changed. She could no longer work

with the Germans and was no good as an operative for

the Orange because she was tightly watched. So she got

a job teaching English and lived a quiet unassuming

life. The Germans stopped watching her as they focused

on the coming Normandy invasion and now of course they

were dealing with the current situation. She felt she

was safe as long as she kept him indoors and out of

sight.

Suddenly, she woke with a start. The door to the back

room opened and there he stood, naked except for his

pair of underwear and a confused look on his face.

"Where am I? " He asked.

"You are in my house in Eindhoven.You invaded 5 days

ago and you were wounded and fell into my house. You

are safe as long as you stay out of sight."

"Where are my clothes, I have to get out of here!"

"You cant leave!" she cried desperately, not wanting him

to go, he had not fulfilled her yet. "There are Germans

everywhere and you are wounded and alone. The invasion

goes badly for the Allies."

He could tell by the tone in her voice that she was

telling the truth. He also remembered what had

happened the night before.

He looked at her with renewed interest. She was

shorter than he, around 5 6. She had flowing brown

hair and deep blue eyes that he could get lost in. Her

ample bosom was straining at her shirt and he could

see the faint outline of her aerolas thru the flimsy

white shirt. His cock started to harden at the thought

of what had happened and he turned quickly around so

she wouldn't see it. He turned his head to look at her

and asked, "where can I clean up?"

She smiled at him,noticing that his cock was again

growing and she wanted it.

" The bathroom is back there.

I will boil some water and bring it in to you. We can

clean and redress your wound, we wouldn't want it to

get infected now would we?"

"No, I guess we wouldn't." He said slyly.

He knew she wanted him, and he also knew she knew his

cock was hard. He walked into the bathroom and took

off his underwear. He stood there, naked and erect as

she walked into the bathroom with the water. She

smiled and drew a breath as she saw him standing there

in the full light. He was even bigger in the daylight

and his magnificent cock hung there eagerly awaiting

some attention. She poured the water into the tub and

said, "it is too hot for you to get into now, let me

look at the wound and see what needs to be done. Sit

down in the chair."

He dutifully sat down and with his manhood pointing

straight up, she pulled off the bandage and inspected

the wound.

"Well, its not infected, the wound powder is healing it

well. The bleeding has stopped and you need some

stitches, but other than that, you should be OK. Let me

get my sewing kit and I will take care of it. "

She smiled as she got up and looked down at his still

engorged cock and sighed. She disappeared into the

other room and got a needle and thread and sat next to

a very bewildered paratrooper.

"Now this is going to hurt, so I am going to give you

something to bite on" she said as she pulled a leather

strap from her sewing bag.

"Ill be alright, just get sewing." He said gruffly,

wondering what the hell was going on.

She burn the needle to sterilize it and threaded the

needle.

"Are you sure you don't want the strap?"

"Positive, just get on with it."

She carefully jabbed him with the needle. He grunted,

but otherwise made no sound. She stitched him up

shortly and bent down to bite the string. As she did,

he cheek brushed his now flaccid penis and it burst to

erection. She stopped on the way back up and gently

kissed the tip. He pulled her up to him and gave her a

passionate kiss. She returned the kiss, running her

fingers thru his still dirty hair. She straddled him

and felt his hard cock push against her wet

panties. She pulled off her shirt and her bosoms hung

there free in front of his face. He eagerly started to

nibble on her erect nipples and gently caressed her

breasts with his rough hands. She threw her head back

and moaned in pleasure. Her back arched and pushed his

breasts into his face. He squeezed them together and

started to tongue her nipples and aerolas. She moaned

with pleasure as she started to grind her hips against

his rigid cock. She abruptly stood up, dropping her

skirt and panties to the floor. She stood in front of

him naked and he took her all in. Her shoulder length

brown hair was curly at the ends and her breasts were

full. Her legs were long and toned, due to all the

walking and her pussy was hairy but neat. He looked

hungrily at her breasts and pulled her close. She sat

back on him and his cock was rubbing her clitoris as

his hands stroked her breasts as they kissed. She was

grinding his cock hard and was kissing him harder.

When she finally couldn't stand it anymore, she reached

between her legs, grabbed his huge member and slid it

into her dripping pussy. She let out a yell as all 10

inches penetrated her pussy.

"Dear god, its magnificent. " She said.

She rode his cock as hard as she could. It was painful

at first, but she wanted all of it. He kept kissing and

suckling her breasts and nipples as she rode his hard

cock.

"Oh god oh god oh god" she yelled "fill me with your cum,

fill me full."

He strained hard not to come, but it was no use, on

her final hard down stroke she squeezed her legs around

his chest and pulled him deeper than he had ever been

before. Her hips were grinding into his and he

released torrents of come into her waiting pussy. Jet

after jet of warm cum filled up her cunt as she held

him tight and screamed,releasing torrents of her own

come all over his cock, still buried deep in her

pussy. Her whole body shivered as wave after wave of

pleasure rolled thru her body like the tide. After

several quiet minutes, she gently stood up and his

limp cock slid out of her. She felt empty as she

walked away, dripping with his and her cum. She turned

to him and said," I think your bath is ready..."

The next day brought more fighting, but no news. The

German presence in the streets intensified and they

began a search of the area looking for lost and

wounded Allied troops.

He woke with a start when he heard gunfire a few doors

down. He bolted to the front room to see her standing

there, busily making preparations to hide him. She was

going to hide him in plain sight. Her time with the

Orange, along with her parents work gave her access to

all sorts of fake documents and visas. While he had

slept, she had filled out an emergency set with a fake

name, address and the like. The only thing it didn't

have was a picture, which hopefully they wouldn't

need.She told him his cover was he was a friend of her

dead brother who had come from the country to the city

to look for work. He was deaf/mute so finding work was

tough and he was staying here.

He asked "is this going to work?"

She smiled at him coyly, patted his groin and

said,"don't worry, ill keep this safe, I am not through

with it yet."

He smiled at her and kissed her forehead and said "as

you wish"

The rest of the day passed without incident and they

stayed up and chatted all thru the evening.

He found out about her family and she found out about

his. They held hands and talked all thru the night and

fell asleep in each others arms.

They each awoke with a start when a bang on the door

announced a patrols presence.

She gingerly opened the door and 2 soldiers burst thru

with 4 more in the small yard.

"Ve are looking for Americans, have you seen any?"

"No, just the ones on the first few days, but I haven't

seen any since then."She replied.

"I think you are lying...who is this?" The German asked

as he came into the room where the paratrooper was.

"He is my brothers friend. He came from Antwerp 2 weeks

ago to look for work."

"What is your name?" The German asked.

He looked at the German blankly and she explained..".He

is deaf/mute, that's why he is here, he cant find any

work back in Antwerp so he came Holland to find

work. He is with me because he cant find anything and

needs a place to stay."

"Papers." He said simply.

She pulled her papers from her breast pocket and that

caught the Germans eye. He lustily took the Id from

her hands and gave her the once over.

"Everything here seems to be in order, but I am going

to need more convincing if you expect me to believe

your story" he smiled wickedly and grabbed her hand and

moved it to is crotch much more convincing...

A loud explosion rocked the small house. The 2 krauts

went down in a spray on blood. He turned as the two

outdoor guards came running into the house. Just as

quickly, he dispatched those two.

She screamed in terror and looked at him with wide

eyes, blood on her face and clothes.

"Get cleaned up, Ill pack." He growled.

She moved stiffly to the bathroom and started to wipe

the blood off of her face. She took off her shirt and

turned around and saw him standing there.

"I'm sorry I had to do that, I just couldn't stand by and

do nothing. "He said quietly.

"I understand, but now we are in a world of trouble

with nowhere to go."

"Just get cleaned up, Ill take care of the rest."

He changed back into his uniform and got his gear on,

packing his musette with her needs and toiletries. She

came out of the bathroom topless and walked over to

him as he was getting dressed. Without a word she

hugged him from behind, pressing her bare breasts into

his back. He half turned and put his arm around her.

She gave him another squeeze, kissed him softly on the

lips and buried her face into his chest and started

shaking. He fully turned and gave her a strong hug, to

let her know she was safe.

They disengaged and looked at each other for a long

time in each others eyes.

She walked into the other room to get dressed and he

finished packing.

She came out wearing a silk shirt with a heavy woolen

jacket and pants and jack boots. She carried her own

small knapsack.

He looked outside thru the window and scanned the

street carefully. It was getting dark and he knew the

patrol would soon be missed. He carefully opened the

door and stepped out into the street.

She waited a half second then followed him out the

door.

She didn't know where he was going, she just knew she

didn't want to be without him.

They walk off into the night, each one wondering what

the next day would bring....

They moved quickly through the night. He wanted to get

back to his own lines as soon as possible, after that,

he had no idea what to do. He obviously couldn't have

her come along. He was fighting a war, not exactly the

type of environment for dating, or whatever it was

they were doing. He really had no clue. All he knew

was that she wanted his dick and he liked fucking her.

Plus, it was his only piece in a while.

She was thinking along similar lines. She had no clue

where they were going, and she knew that wherever they

ended up, they probably wouldn't end up together. But

with all that, she really didn't care. She knew she

didn't love him, but knew that she could if the

circumstances were different, plus, she wasn't quite

finished with that massive cock. It was easily

the biggest she had ever had, and just thinking about

is girth, length and the large head made her wet. She

couldn't believe it, here she was, pitch black, on the

run from the Germans and all she could think about was

sucking on his dick and fucking his brains out. Her

nipples started to harden at the thought of his gentle

lips caressing her breasts with his tongue gently

caressing her nipples. She imagined his face slowly

sinking down her stomach to her pussy, glistening and

wet in the evening light. She felt his mouth touch her

softly on her lips while his tongue gently probed her

sopping pussy. She imagined his fingers gently rubbing

her clit while he continued to suck on her hard knob.

She imagined his fingers slowly tracing around her

mounds while he nibbled and sucked on her pussy. She

felt herself surge toward orgasm just thinking of his

rock hard cock landing softly between her tits.

Pushing his cock back in forth between her huge tits,

head inches from her mouth. She imagined the rhythmic

gyrations of his pelvis on her chest as she leaned

forward and took the tip of his pulsing cock into her

mouth. She felt herself start to tremble as she

imagined the warm salty taste of his cum shooting in

spurts into her mouth and onto her chest, huge gobs

that smeared all over her chest and face as he wildy

gyrated his cock in orgasm.

She came softly, just a steady squirt of juices

flowing down her leg as she walked. She shuddered

suddenly and it was over.

He turned to her and said,

"I think we will lay up here, its getting light and

we still have a ways to go."

She nodded OK and they hid in an abandoned shed that

was behind a shattered building, as she lay down with

her head on his chest, she wondered what adventure the

day would bring...

Night fell quietly. He stood watch during the day and

noted increased activity moving south. He figured that

was where the lines were headed but knew that

increased patrol activity and checkpoints would be the

result.

His only option was to head north, toward Arnhem.

His only hope was that the British assault was

successful.

He woke her gently as dusk turned to night. She looked

at him with confusion at first, then smiled.

Her smile was warm and inviting, and he leaned forward

and kissed her gently. She hugged him and he said

"Its time to move out. We are going to head North to

Arnhem and hopefully we will meet up with the Brits."

She nodded agreement and they headed out.

Moving quietly thru the side streets, they made their

way out of town without incident.

They walked a couple of miles out of town and stopped

for a break.

He pulled out some rations and handed her a kit.

"Put those away, I have something better. We can save

those for when we need them. "

She reached into her knapsack and pulled out a loaf of

bread, some sausage and a small tin of butter.

"I was saving the butter, but we can have it now."

They ate quietly and he kept watch.

"I don't know your name" she asked "or where you are from."

"I'm from Ohio originally, but lived in Pa before I

enlisted." He replied.

"I am from here, I have lived here all my life."

"Do you know the quickest way to Arnhem?" He asked.

"No, I only know the main road, I have never traveled

there cross country. My parents used to do it all the

time, but they cant help us now."

He didn't ask why they couldn't help, he could tell by

the tone of her voice what had happened.

"Its getting light out, well find a place to hole up

and lay low."

They walked another half mile and found a dell that

was hidden from view from all sides.

They hunkered down and huddled together.

She didn't know why, but she only felt safe in his

arms.

She looked around to see if the coast was clear,

turned to face him, grabbed his cock and smiled...

He grinned as she grabbed his cock. It really wasn't the time or place, but he had to have her again.

She stroked his cock through his pants and felt it grow larger and larger. When she felt it was as full, she unbuttoned his pants and pulled it out. The swollen head was inviting and she slowly slid down and suckled on the tip. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Then she surprised him by nibbling, just a little on the tip. Not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough that he felt it. It was a new sensation and it drove him wild. He grabbed her head and forced his cock down her throat. She gagged on his engorged member as he forcefully throat fucked her. It kept going deeper and deeper into her throat. Tears welled in her eyes as she was surprised at the force of his dick.

He stopped fucking her throat and with a guttural growl mumbled,

"turn around"

She complied and he slid her pants down and tore off her panties. He slid his now raging cock between her lips but didn't enter her pussy. She slid back and forth on his cock, with the head rubbing against her clit and the shaft getting nice and moist from the juices of her pussy lips rubbing against it.

He slowly stuck his finger in her mouth and told her to suck on it and get it good and wet. She suckled on his finger and got it wet. He then withdrew his finger from her mouth and put it up against her pussy. Withdrawing his sopping wet finger, he slowly moved toward her ass and began to rub his wet finger around her asshole. It began to pucker in anticipation.

She was nervous "What are you doing?

"Just be quiet" he said "trust me, you ll love it."

He slowly worked his wet finger into her waiting anus. Slowly sliding it in up to his first knuckle, she let out a whimper of pain and pleasure. Her pussy was working his shaft wildly. He then stuck his finger in up to the knuckle and she moaned in pleasure.

"Oh God, that feels so good" she moaned.

He slowly worked his knuckle in and around her ass, slowly going in wider circles until her ass puckered and was ready.

He slowly slid his shaft away from her pussy and slowly worked his dick into her ass.

The bulbous head sent shock waves thru her body and she muttered a

'Wait, don't, its too much." But he ignored her,. He knew the pain was temporary and soon she would be filled with pleasure.

He spit on her ass and rubbed it into her anus, wetting it even more.

As he slid his dick deeper into her ass, she began to finger her pussy.

She let out low moans and gasped for breath as he began to stroke in and out of her ass. Slowly at first, but he began to stroke faster as she began to masturbate furiously with her fingers.

She let out loader and loader moans, and he gasped as she came all over herself. Her ass tightened up with the orgasm and she began to flex her anus around his cock as wave after wave of pleasure rode over her. He bucked wildly as her ass gyrated on his dick and cum exploded forth in a torrent.

He came more and more as she squeezed every last drop from his balls with her tightened ass.

He gasped at the force of her orgasm, and his. He slowly pulled his dick out and in the soft moonlight, could see torrents of his cum oozing out her ass.

She lay in a heap on the ground, ass swollen and sore, but she had never felt more gratified.

A short time later she rolled over and saw him asleep.

She gently kissed his cum covered cock and stood watch.

Wondering what the next day would bring...

Night fell quietly. The noise of combat continued to

diminish as the day progressed. He had woken up with a

start a few hours after fucking her ass and found her

standing watch. He rose up, looked around and told her

to rest up. He noticed that his cock was still hanging

out of his pants. He went to tuck it away but she

stopped him.

Ill do it she smiled. She tugged on it and bent down

to kiss his head. He excitedly started to get hard and

she looked up at him.

"My ass is killing me, but thank you, that was the best

fucking I have ever had."

She gently kissed his head, suckling a little on the

tip and nibbled his head. She then dove on his cock.

His whole cock disappeared down her throat and he

grunted heavily. She closed her throat around his cock

and pulled her head back. His eyes closed and his head

fell back. He moaned "oh my god...suck my cock...take

it all. I'm gonna fuck your throat."

She breathed heavily thru her nose as he started to

pull his cock from her clenched throat. He grabbed the

back of her head and held it in place. She gasped as

his cock slammed in and out of her mouth. He thrusted

harder and harder with each push. Spit flew out of her

mouth as he pulled his cock out. He looked her right

in the eye and she opened her mouth to let his cock

in.

"Open your throat, I'm going all the way in..."

She tilted her head back eagerly and he rammed his

cock down her throat. He hit the back of her throat

and kept going. Her gag reflex kicked in but he held

her there. Her head bucked wildly on his cock as he

pushed deeper into her mouth. Tears were streaming

down her face as she grabbed his ass in her hands and

started pulling his dick deeper than ever into her

mouth.

He clenched his ass cheeks as torrents of hot cum shot

into her mouth. She continued to buck wildly as the

hot cum flew down her throat. He pulled out and she

grabbed his still spewing cock and tugged it toward

her face. Cum came dripping down her face and nose and

some came dripping out of her mouth.

She smiled, took her finger, scooped it off her face

and swallowed it down.

She licked his cock clean and gently tucked it back

into his pants.

She wiped off her face and got cleaned up and ready to

go.

They looked out and slowly cleared the area and headed

toward Arnhem.

They held hands as they walked thru the woods. Little

did they know they were heading into a disaster...

It was slow going because her ass hurt so much. She still couldn't believe that something that hurt so much now could have felt so good. It opened a whole new world of possibilities that she was eager to explore. They walked thru the darkened Dutch countryside, heading toward Arnhem. It had been 6 days since he had crashed thru her door, and they did not know that Arnhem was a disaster and that the whole plan had collapsed on itself. She just knew that she had friends in Arnhem that could hide them until the Allies came. They first noticed signs of trouble on the outskirts of the city. The sound of heavy gunfire and tanks were coming from the bridge over the Rhine.

"That's a problem" he said. "we don't have tanks here yet, that must be the Krauts."

He looked over at her as she went slightly pale. She began to think furiously at what they were going to do. Her friends lived near the bridge. There was no way she could sneak him past the krauts to the bridge.

Just then, a door swung open on the street and to her amazement, a man signaled for them to get inside. She was even more amazed when she recognized the man.

"What are you doing here!!" she squealed as she gave him a hug once they were inside.

"We came here when the fighting began on the bridge. Our old house was destroyed in the second day of fighting. We were coming back from the store when a shell blew up our house. Luckily, we had this property and we have been here ever since." He replied. "Who is your friend?"

He looked over at him and gave him the once over. Even thru the dirt and grime and dried blood, he could make out the uniform.

"He saved me" she replied and looked at him, "many times in many ways. He stays here with me."

Just then another person joined the room. She was shorter and had darker features. She was still pretty, but more robust. She looked at the para as if to appraise him, then looked over at her friend. "Come, we will get you cleaned up. Get water for the bath while I help dress his wounds."

"I'm fine" he replied," just give me a place to clean up."

"nonsense" the friend replied, " we can get you cleaned up. Come in to the other room while Bert fixes things."

The friends went into the room with the para. He slowly stripped off the dirty uniform and he noticed the friend looking at him.

"He is handsome" she told her friend in Dutch so he wouldn't understand.

"That is nothing," she replied," just wait and see."

He slowly took his pants off and winced as the bandage pulled on his leg.

"Here," replied the friend, eying the bulge in his pants. "Let me look at that."

She pulled the bandage off and he gasped. She quietly left the room and came back with some Mercurochrome. She poured some onto a towel and dabbed at his leg. It burned, but he didn't make a sound. He just gritted his teeth and waited for the pain to pass.

The friend eyed the bulge and looked over at her and smiled. She smiled back.

"Now" the friend said, "let's get you ready for a bath."