The Ocean Waves The Air Waves BackChapter 8
The paramedics arrived before the police. They called for the meat wagon and worked on the unknown woman. Glancing at my shoulder wound, the paramedic, a thin, petite, cute Japanese woman with a lot of energy and about my age squirted on some antiseptic which hurt like hell, cleaned the wound which hurt even more, than slapped on some gauze and tape and told me to press on it. Tempted to flirt, I proved again the old joke that a man can have a hard-on in any situation, but figured Penny...