Lady in Red Ch. 15

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"Why don't I remove the bandages on his shoulder while you work down there," suggested Lisa as she suddenly dropped her top and moved closer to Steve as Gwen concentrated on his leg. "Here, Steve, hold these scissors while I get some new bandages."

Lisa held the scissors out to Steve. His right arm wasn't working well enough to take the scissors, so he instinctively released his genitals to hold the scissors. Lisa laughed when she heard Gwen gasp.

"What's wrong? Did you cut him with the scissors or something? Is it bad?"

Gwen was staring at Steve's boxers and the erect cock they barely contained. "What just happened? How come you moved your hand, and why are you so big? Lisa! Why are you topless? No wonder this guy is so aroused. That's a cruel joke."

"I don't hear Steve complaining," laughed Lisa. "Now are you going to help the poor guy relieve the pressure, or should I? It looks like he's pretty worked up. In fact, I've never seen a guy so worked up."

Steve immediately put the scissors down and placed his hand over his privates once again. "I'm sorry, Gwen! Lisa did this on purpose. She asked me to hold the scissors and she took off her top and you were so close down there! I'm only human and you girls are gorgeous. I wasn't trying to embarrass you or anything."

"I understand what's going on here. Lisa has a deviant sense of humor," chuckled Gwen as she watched Steve try to cover back up. "We will not be relieving any pressure, Lisa. I think it may be against the nursing code or something. But I will, however, make myself more comfortable while we work on him."

Gwen stood, unhooked her top, and tossed it on a nearby chair. "I guess I have to fight fire with fire. Now let's get back to work before Mom and Dad get home. They may not appreciate our healing efforts, although it sure looks like Steve does!"

Steve alternated between embarrassment and lust as his nurses worked with surprising efficiency on his bandages. Within a matter of ten minutes they were putting their tops back on and leaving his room. He could hear them laughing all the way up the stairs. He pulled on a pair of sweats and limped to the kitchen where he took a soft drink from the refrigerator and sat down at the table. He had just managed his first swallow when Kate entered the room.

"It looks like you have fresh bandages already! I thought I was going to help this time. People were talking about you and Gwen at the store this afternoon. They were saying that you guys made everyone cry when you sang that song at the funeral. No one can believe how good you are. I like when you walk around without a shirt!"

"Young lady, you're not supposed to notice things like that," warned Paula as she carried a bag of groceries into the kitchen. "You just never had any brothers, so you're not used to seeing powerful, good looking, bare-chested men."

"So, Mom, are you saying the same thing I was, but in a round-about way? You like having good looking guys with their shirts off in the kitchen?"

"I'm saying that we're used to girls, but have much less experience with males in this house. Steve can go shirtless anytime as far as I'm concerned. I'll just have to endure it since I want to be a polite hostess.

"Did I hear today that you and Gwen will be performing at the funeral for Tim Reynolds? This singing you two are doing seems to be very popular. Kate already told you that a lot of people stopped us to say what a great job you did at the funeral today and the memorial last night. The fact that you are so good at singing and dancing seems to go against the fact that you're the star quarterback that led the team to the state championship. No one ever expects a so-called jock to be so good in the performing arts."

"My mother spent a lot of time trying to instill an appreciation for the fine arts in me. She was a very good musician and singer. She wanted me to balance sports and the arts, so we worked hard on dance and music."

"I think your mother would be very proud of you! I do wish I could have met her. She sounds like an exceptional woman and mother."

"She really was, but I don't think I appreciated how exceptional she was until she died. I just wish I had told her more often how special she was to me. I really miss her at times like this."

"I can only imagine how it feels, Steve, but you've got us for family now," assured Kate. "We all just love you to pieces. I never had a brother, but if I did, I'd want him to be just like you!"

"Thanks, Kate. It's sure great to have a family, especially with so many beautiful women. I'm always very proud to be seen with you, or to have people know that we're close. It especially helps in sad times like this."

Lisa walked into the kitchen with a small suitcase. "I'm heading back to school. I hate to leave now that Steve's moved in, but I have classes tomorrow. I already missed too many when I hurried home to be sure that Kate, Gwen, and Steve would be okay. I'm so glad that Kate and Gwen were unhurt and Steve only got shot twice. That's hardly worth mentioning for a tough guy like him. Now for a goodbye kiss!"

Lisa leaned over and gave Steve a gentle kiss on the lips as she draped her right arm over Steve's good shoulder. Then she stood back up and ran her hand over Steve's face as Paula and Kate looked on.

"Get well, Steve. Take care of Mom, Kate, and Gwen. You've already saved every woman in this family but me, and I know if the time comes when I need help, you'll be there. I can't tell you how good that makes me feel, and how I love Gwen for sharing you like she does. She really loves. You know that. Just love her and take care of her and I'll be your friend for life. When I heard that you'd been shot, it felt like my heart stopped. I can't imagine how Gwen must have felt seeing you take those bullets. Still, she kept her head, and kept you alive and that's another reason for me to love her. You two are perfect. Good-bye!"

Kate watched as Lisa backed her car out the driveway. Then she turned to Steve and said, "She really does love you a lot. You know that, right? I think she loves you even more than I do. I hope that Jason guy turns out to be the real thing because she needs someone to take her mind off you," observed Kate. "I probably do, too. You're Gwen's guy."

Steve looked at Kate and then to Paula, and then back to Kate. "I love Lisa a lot. I love you a lot. I just love Gwen so much it hurts. I'll do anything that I can for any of you girls, but Gwen's the one for me. I can't change that, nor do I want to."

Kate and Paula saw Gwen step into the kitchen behind Steve as he was speaking to them. He had no idea she was there. She quietly stepped up behind him and gently wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him.

"Talking behind my back? About how much you love me? To my mother and sister? You've got some nerve, Mister. Mom. Kate. I want you to know that I really love this guy. There! Now they know how we both feel."

"Yeah, like that's a big surprise," laughed Kate. "I saw you were in deep that first day at the mall. You tried to act like you didn't really care, but you fell in love with him as soon as you saw him, didn't you?"

The next morning Steve managed to finally take a shower after Gwen cut his bandages off. He had been relying on sponge baths and felt like he was becoming quite grungy. He gingerly soaped everything he could with his good arm while keeping the water stream from landing on his wounds. He spent more time in the shower than usual as a result of his limitations. As he stepped out of the shower, he picked up the towel and began drying what he could with his good arm.

"Here, let me help you," offered Gwen as Steve almost feinted. "You'll never be able to dry yourself with that bad arm. Just stand still and let me take care of everything."

"Gwen! What about your mom? You'd better get out of here before you get caught! We'll both be in trouble. She'll be mad at me. I promised that I'd behave in her home."

"Mom's the one that suggested that I help you. We've been talking a lot and she's beginning to see how much we love each other. She's going to let me go on the pill. Mom is your biggest fan, so don't worry about her being upset," replied Gwen as she toweled off Steve's back.

Steve stood very still as Gwen moved down to dry off his ass and legs. He was extremely nervous when Gwen slowly moved around in front of him. She smiled as she gently worked the towel over his injured shoulder and then over his chest and stomach. She looked is his eyes and smiled broadly as her hands slid the towel down his body.

"My! It seems like there is a lot of pressure built up here! I'm not experienced in relieving it, so what should I do?" mused Gwen as she ran her towel covered hand over Steve's very hard cock.

Steve suddenly gasped and placed his good arm on Gwen's shoulder as he visibly trembled. Gwen's smile broadened as she instinctively slowed her hand movement. Steve's breathing quickly returned to normal, but his face was flushed and he appeared nervous.

"Gwen, I'm so sorry. I couldn't stop it. I can't believe how fast I came. I hope you don't think I'm some kind of pervert or something."

"Are you kidding? I don't have much practical experience, but I read a lot. I read that if you came quickly the first time we're together, it would indicate that you aren't real experienced either. I love you no matter what, Steve, but I really like that we're learning together. You've been all over the world and could have had a dozen girls by now."

"Gwen, you're my first girlfriend and that was the first time I ever had a girl do that for me. I was pretty quick, to say the least. Can I do anything for you in return?"

"That's what I hoped to hear! If you want to do something for me, you can go lay on the bed naked and let me bandage you. I love looking at your body. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world!"

Half an hour later Gwen and Steve emerged from Kate's room and sat at the kitchen table. Paula was busy at the stove, but when she brought the bacon and eggs to the table, Steve became fidgety and nervous. He felt guilty and it bothered him.

"Steve, you have to relax. Gwen must have told you that she's going on the pill and that we approved. I still want you to be careful about pregnancy and disease. Lisa simply went on the pill without asking, but Gwen feels that would be disrespectful. We're not giving permission so much as we're accepting the inevitable. I don't think it would be possible to keep you two apart much longer.

"I don't think any normal young woman could be around you and not want to have you make love to her. It's up to the both of you to decide what this will mean. Will you be exclusive? What will you expect from each other? What will you owe each other? What are you committing to, if anything? I never would have believed this situation would arise a few short months ago, but I have to accept that you two have done some incredible things and have shown amazing maturity, well beyond your years. We trust you both to make good decisions. We know better than to try to stop what the Gods have created with you two."

"Ma'am? Paula? Did you say 'we' as in you and Ted? Gwen's dad knows she's going on the pill?" asked an obviously agitated Steve.

"Ted and I always make the big decisions together. I would never allow Gwen to go on the pill without consulting Ted. He's her father and loves her like no other man ever could. So, to answer your question, Ted knows about Gwen wanting to go on the pill and has agreed to it. That would indicate that he knows your intentions, Young Man. Are you going to have a problem with that?"

"Well, yeah! He's Gwen's father and I don't want him upset with me, or think I'm some kind of sneaky guy that's trying to get into his daughter's pants. Maybe I should go back and stay with Uncle Joe."

"Don't be silly, Steve. Ted is treating you like a man, so just act like a man. He knows that all his daughters will fall in love at some point. He only wants them to be safe and happy, like most fathers want. Treat Gwen with love and respect, which you've been doing quite well, and Ted will treat you like a son. Of course, I don't recommend hurting her in any way. Ted would not be pleased about that."

"I won't! Not if I can help it. I love her. I'd do anything to keep her from being hurt. If I ever hurt Gwen, I'd want Ted to work me over because I'd deserve it."

"What am I missing?" asked Gwen. "You're way bigger than Dad. Why are you so afraid of him? Both you and Mom act like he'd kick your butt if you screw up. Dad won't ever try hitting Steve again."

"What you're missing, Gwen, is that Steve respects your father. He honors him like a son would. Ted could take a club to Steve and he'd never lift a hand to protect himself, especially if he felt that he deserved it. His love and respect for you makes him love your family and respect your father. Of course the way you and your sisters keep kissing him and rubbing up against him helps a little, I'm sure."

"I guess I have to get my head around the fact that Steve is so nervous about Dad. He keeps telling me that he is, yet I'm always surprised at how serious he is about it. It tells me that Steve would make a pretty good father himself. How many kids do you want?"

"That is not even going to be discussed right now! After medical school, you can give us as many grandbabies as you want, but don't even think about it before then, Young Lady!" warned Paula as Gwen laughed.

Steve and Gwen sat together at the piano as their turn to perform approached. Steve had been very impressed with the singing skills of the choir, especially of a couple of the ladies that had sung solos. He had been deeply moved by the emotions of the speakers and performers. When their turn came to sing, Steve gave it everything he felt. Gwen would join him at times, and take over the singing at other times. Then they'd sing together. At first, the choir simply hummed in the background, but by the middle of the rendition, they were backing up Steve and Gwen with tremendous emotion. By the end of the song, tears were flowing freely and Steve was sweating profusely. Once again, Gwen was sobbing as she sat on the bench hugging Steve.

Tim Reynolds' parents were in tears as they embraced Gwen and Steve after the funeral. "That was the best possible tribute our son could have been given. You kids are special. You made this gathering feel the love, and the pain we all have with Tim's passing. Thanks so much!"

Once again, it took the young couple a long time to reach the car. People kept stopping them and offering thanks and praise for the decisive action they took the day of the attack and for the incredible performance they delivered in tribute. As they prepared to climb into the car, a well dressed man approached them.

"Kids, I'm Clyde Davis. Young Tim was my cousin's son. I attended the memorial the other night, as well as the funerals of the three kids. After I heard you at the memorial service, I took the liberty of setting up some good sound equipment in both churches in which you two sang. I spent most of the night splicing together a video to go with the 'Troubled Water' song and I think I have something special. Would you be willing to stop at my brother's place just east of Sparta? There's where I'm staying and where all the equipment is."

Steve looked at Gwen and then spoke to the stranger. "Sir, I think we'd like to see what you created. We'll follow you there right now, if that's okay."

An hour later, Steve and Gwen were sitting in stunned silence. "May I take it from your reaction that you like what I did?" asked Clyde. "You just saw what I worked on last night, but now for the rest of the story. I want to rush this video out and release that song. I'll send it to radio stations and make it available to download for a small fee. If it does half as well as I think it will, you kids will make a good buck."

"Mr. Davis, we aren't concerned about making money for ourselves with this. Right, Steve?" stated Gwen rather than asked, as Steve nodded agreement. "Whatever our share would be should be donated directly to the local hospital fund. We should probably get a lawyer to be sure everything is above board."

Clyde Davis gave a broad smile as he listened to Gwen's response. "Young lady, I've been in the business for forty years and never cheated anyone. I assure you, as a United States Marine, I'll honor your wishes and be certain this agreement does not harm you, or your future in any way. I want to have a long and mutually beneficial relationship with you two."

"You were a Marine?" asked a surprised Steve. "Give us a fair contract that gives our share of any proceeds from that performance to the hospital in Sparta and we'll sign."

"Actually, I'm thinking of a two song deal. I have some ideas for that song you did this morning at Tim's funeral. I'll release it after your first hit begins to lose momentum. I know how this all works after forty years. It isn't vinyl anymore, but music is still music. I'm hoping that after you see how well I market and promote your first two efforts that you'll agree to work with me on some more projects I have in mind."

Gwen and Steve had just arrived at Gwen's home when Paula called Gwen to the phone. Steve sat down at the kitchen table as he related the happenings of the day to Ted, Paula, and Kate.

"You guys are going to have songs out? He even made a music video for the song? How did he do that without you guys having to go someplace and do some acting or something?" asked a dubious Kate.

"He used footage from the Emerson River Rescue and spliced it in with the video he took when Gwen sang that song at Jane's funeral yesterday. Gwen makes this song and the video special. She's an incredible singer. Her emotion in that song was almost tangible. I just play the piano and look dumb while she shines like you won't believe. I'm embarrassed to even be mentioned. It's all Gwen, and she's unbelievable!"

"I just can't believe how you guys keep doing amazing things. I thought it was something when you danced so well together. Then you saved those kids, Gwen saved you, you won the state title, got invited to the Governor's Inauguration, started a line of gowns and swimsuits, saved a school full of kids and teachers, got shot twice, sang at a memorial and funerals, and now will have hit songs and videos. Did I forget anything?" asked Kate sarcastically.

"Amber said the Macy's is launching the 'Lady in Red' line next week! They'll be advertising heavily in this area and they want us to be at their store at the Sparta Mall on the eighteenth of this month. We're supposed to model the outfits, sign any autographs that may be requested, answer questions, and generally promote the product line," stated an excited Gwen as she entered the kitchen.

"I guess that answers my question. You guys are going to be famous for all kinds of things. Remember to mention your little sister to all the handsome hunks that ask you out when Steve isn't looking," joked Kate.

"You'll have to tell them yourself. When they see you in those bikinis and evening gowns, you'll have to beat them back with a stick," laughed Gwen.

"You mean they want me there, too!" screamed Kate. "They want me to model the stuff I wore for those pictures? All the kids in school will see me! They'll be so jealous! I wonder if anyone will ask for my autograph."

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 1 year ago

4 Stars on this one . I have been around a lot of Great Marines .. Sadly I have also been around some I would not allow in My House . It is the same with every Branch of the Military . I was Army in the Sand and Trust Me it Sucked big time . The best guy in our Squad got Killed , they gave him the Bronze star . He should have gotten the medal of Honor as far as I am concerned .

AnonymousAnonymousover 1 year ago

Puke

AnonymousAnonymousover 2 years ago

As far as Clyde being a Marine, the Marines have a saying “ you can trust us with your honor or your life, just not your money or your wife 🤣

AnonymousAnonymousabout 5 years ago
To the Navigator

Navigate yourself on out of here bro. This is the best story on the site

The NavigatorThe Navigatorover 5 years ago
The End!

I finally give up. This is so rambling and lacking direction I finally quit. There must be something wrong with the scoring system because I can't see how it gets such high ratings. I'm sorry I wasted so much time getting this far.

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