Christine was examined for about 45 minutes. She had a cut on her elbow that she'd gotten during her breakfall, and a bruised right foot. A big bandage was wrapped around that elbow after it was cleaned. It took so long because the ER doctor was concerned about her emotional state. It appeared that Christine avoided an immediate sedative only because she and her father agreed on the quick support and advice provided by Frank Morgan, which the physician regarded as excellent.
Alan was only examined and treated for about 20 minutes. He had the characteristic minor bruises and skinned knuckles often seen in high-school fights. He'd been hit a number of times, but nothing major. The hand he favored had taken much of the abuse. His wounds were cleaned and bandaged, as were his skinned knuckles.
Susan, Suzanne, Lars, and Olga waited for Alan's and Christine's examinations to end. Suzanne was busy running around talking on the telephone and pestering the staff to give better treatment to the two heroes. This left Susan to talk to Lars and Olga in the waiting room.
After the introductions and compliments about each others' children, Susan said, "I want to thank you again for raising such an impressive and talented daughter. If it wasn't for Christine's martial arts skills, I hate to think what would have happened to my... uh... son." (She'd wanted to say "Tiger.")
Lars said, "Yes, we're very proud of her. I was a little annoyed to find out that she's been running around for the past day or two serving as Alan's 'bodyguard'. But given what's happened, it certainly looks like he needed one. I hope he's not the kind of guy who always has trouble following him around."
Olga said, "Lars, shush! You know as well as I do that Alan is a top student and just about the most upstanding boy in the whole school."
Susan thought with hidden glee, Well, if by "upstanding" you're referring to his cock, that's certainly true!
Olga went on, "That's why those terrible monsters hated him so much." She turned to Susan and said with understanding, "We've had a vexing problem with Christine for years. She has so few friends because the other girls are all jealous and always trying to tear her down. She's had no dates in, well, basically ever, until Alan came along. I think it's great that they stick up for each other. Besides, it's so romantic!"
Susan blinked at that and asked, "Romantic?" She envisioned her son as more of a relentless, insatiable, dominant stud, so had a hard time seeing him as a romantic gentleman. However, now that she thought of it, she found the idea incredibly arousing.
"Sure!" Olga said gaily. "Christine tries to downplay what's happening, but I can see right through her. 'Practice dates'. Right!" She chuckled. "You do know they're not just practice dating anymore, don't you?"
"Um..."
Olga didn't give her much of a chance to reply. "And the way Christine talks about him!" She leaned forward towards Susan and stage whispered with a cupped hand by her mouth, "Just between you and me, I think Christine is head over heels in love!"
Susan thought, Uh-oh. If the Anderssens only knew what the real situation was, I don't think they'd be too pleased. I'd better try to lower expectations. "Um, well, actually, Alan refers to them as practice dates too. Maybe that's all they are."
Olga waved her hand dismissively. "Pshaw! Practice for what? That's like going on a 'practice' vacation in preparation for a 'real' vacation. They're the same thing! Personally, I think that's so cute, though. They're obviously both so shy and sexually inexperienced that they need a fig leaf like that to get over their dating jitters. I just wonder how far they've gone already. I know they've kissed on the lips. I'll bet it was the first kiss for each of them. How magical!"
She was practically swooning as she was overcome with romantic nostalgia, probably recalling her own first kiss. Although Christine had told her that Amy was the "other girl" Alan was still dating, that didn't dent her optimism about Christine and Alan very much, or even at all.
Olga's words inspired Susan to also think magical, happy thoughts, but in a very different way. Suddenly, she had a vivid vision of herself in the very hospital room she was actually in, crawling on her hands and knees towards her son's turgid erection. She imagined herself saying, "Son, is that true? Do you like kissing Christine? Why don't you think about that while Mommy helps you out by 'kissing' your cock deep in my mouth!"
In her vision, she reached his boner soon enough and began enthusiastically sucking on it. She could practically feel the gentle stroking of his hands in her hair as he guided her hungry mouth onto his pulsing hot shaft. The weight and flavor of his penis on her tongue only added to her need to suck as she inched his thickness towards her open throat.
As if that wasn't scandalous enough, a nude Katherine appeared by her side in the vision and joined her in licking up and down Alan's shaft. Then Suzanne also appeared, naked as well, and kissed Alan on his lips. It occurred to her that this exact combination had happened in real life recently, and that aroused her all the more. She grinned as she imagined Lars and Olga stuttering and shrieking in dismay at the lewd sex act taking place before them.
She thought, Okay, I've gotta act cool. I can't appear surprised. I have to just pretend like I'm in full agreement and smile and nod. I wish Suzanne was here. I have to be clever and crafty like her! Should I let them know that Tiger is not exactly Mr. Pure and Virginal anymore? I mean, they're gonna get wind of that sooner or later, right? Or should I play clueless? If the Anderssens don't think that Tiger and Christine are an item, they're probably going to get upset that Christine got all scraped up defending just "some guy." I'd better take the clueless approach. That's what Suzanne would do... I think.
She said, "Did they really kiss like that? I didn't know that. That's great. They certainly would make a fetching couple, wouldn't they?"
Lars winced.
Olga noticed, and said, "Look at poor Lars. He has such trouble letting her go. Me too. But on the other hand, I'm so relieved. Christine, well, she never showed ANY interest in ANY boys. With her looks, you'd think she'd be fighting them off with a stick, but few have ever asked and she's shot those down. All of them! So we're trying to bend over backwards to accommodate this growing romance."
Susan's eyes went wide and sex was suddenly on her brain. "Bend over backwards!" That could be me, bending over backwards to accommodate Tiger's growing stick! His shooting stick!
Olga added, "Obviously, it's way too early to talk about something like marriage. I'm embarrassed to even mention the word. But this seed of love, who knows? Maybe it'll grow into something big."
Susan's eyes practically popped out of her head. "Seed." "SEED!" Tasty, spermy seed! Growing into something big, like his big, fat, yummy cock sliding between my lips! Or even him breeding me, knocking me up, making my tummy grow big! AARGH! Can't think about that - too exciting! Need to focus on blowjobs, soothing, comforting blowjobs... Which reminds me - how's Alan Junior holding up, I wonder? I wish I could just slip into his examination room and guzzle down a load before he starts to suffer painful blue balls. He's in too much pain already!
Olga saw Susan's wide-eyed look and luckily misinterpreted it. "So sorry! By mentioning marriage, I didn't mean to imply anything. It's just that Christine is a special kind of girl. It's very, very hard to win her friendship or loyalty, but once you have it, she's so loyal that it's remarkable. So who knows? I can feel it deep inside that these two have some special type of connection. Don't you think?"
Susan groaned inwardly with profound lust. "Feel it deep inside"? Is she trying to drive me crazy?! Why doesn't she just say, "Fuck and suck your son blah blah blah special type of connection deep in your cunt?"
But she calmed herself, and just said, "Don't worry about it. I guess I'm just a little like Lars. Words like that make me realize that my little boy is turning into a big, strong man. But a good thing is that today they really stood up for each other. That shows they share a serious emotional commitment. I'm amazed at the way that Christine handled herself. From what I heard, it sounds like she was a superb fighter. You've raised a very talented girl."
Lars coughed, as he didn't know how to handle compliments. "Um, well, perhaps, but I should warn you. I had a brief, troubling conversation with Frank Morgan just before we left to come here. You know him? Heather Morgan's father?"
"I've never met him personally, but I've seen him. He certainly is a very large, imposing gentleman."
"Yes, he is," Lars agreed. "He said that he'd been in the Marine Corps for many years and fought in Iraq. He warned me that Christine may be going through some of the same kinds of turmoil that soldiers do after battle, particularly after their first combat with the enemy. Obviously it's not the same, but this was her first violent encounter and so the emotions and physical reactions are strong. He gave me some good advice, which I already passed on to the doctor. Alan might suffer from some of the same symptoms, so I thought you might want to know them too."
"Sure," Susan said. "Please, tell me more."
Lars explained, "He said the body and mind have both been put into a very excitable state. It's a defense mechanism to help with combat, I suppose. Frank said that both body and mind will be running with excess energy for hours. This is especially true because the fight apparently paused and then was about to start up again, so each of them had a second adrenaline surge which, because the fight ended, didn't find an outlet. Frank said the best way to deal with this situation is strenuous exercise to burn off the remaining adrenaline so the body can stop racing and get the rest it needs. Then they should take it easy, relax for the rest of the day, and sleep if they feel like it. Have your son run or something, then give him some time to unwind. It probably would be good if you could just talk to him and help him relax. Maybe have him take some sleeping pills tonight if he's still feeling jittery. Then see how he's feeling tomorrow. If he's still stressing over the fight, it might be a good idea to have him talk to a counselor or therapist."
Susan thought, Goodness! I know how to help him unwind: blowjobs! Lots and lots of blowjobs! And all that strenuous exercise, he can burn off that energy fucking me in every hole! Then we can have him see Xania and fuck her too! But I can't just think about sex, despite his huge sperm-filled cock needing so desperately to be drained. Mr. Anderssen is certainly giving some good advice. I'm definitely going to follow that to the letter... Plus lots of blowjobs, hee-hee!
Susan remained on her best behavior (although her head was filled with thoughts of blowjobs). She got on well with Olga in particular and did not dissuade Olga's big hopes that something serious could be developing between Alan and Christine.
In fact, by the time they were done talking, the two women were practically already planning the wedding arrangements. Of course they had very different visions: Olga imagined a stereotypical white wedding dress for her daughter, whereas Susan imagined Christine collared and naked as an integral part of the harem.