Child Comrade


`` Welcome nursing home, baby pal ! ''

pansy 's clinch had a way of shaking the shivering from Bobby 's bones, chasing the botheration away. His
home base was in these hugs, not the house standing before him.

'' Fuck those cocksucker, Bobby. We all know you 're a hero, '' Eric blustered. His brother-in-law meant
well, but Bobby was hoping to turn tail - for at to the lowest degree one day - the tumult in his life.

His sister - as always - came to his rescue and silenced her husband. `` hush, Eric ! They 'll be
no war public lecture today. My baby comrade 's menage. aught else matter. ``

The sign smelled the same, even though his parents had been idle for years. He was happy they
were able to keep it in the family. sissy and Eric had made it their own. The sexual love they put into
it was discernible, right down to the furniture.

***

Psych evaluation - academic session one

'' Staff serjeant Seth Thomas, I 'm Colonel Wilson. The use of this psych eval is to find your
fitness for carrying out. The crimes you 're being charged with are upper-case letter offenses. Should you
be found guilty, my reputation will weigh heavily in determining your judgment of conviction. You understand ? ``

'' Yes, sir. ``

'' My report will not get part of the official court platter. Nor will it become part of your
personnel file. Therefore, should you be found not hangdog, it will in no way be used in
determining your fitness for combat or advancement in your calling. Are we decipherable on that soldier ? ``

'' crystal, sir. ``

'' So, you can to be totally fair with me. Completely honest with me. Your aliveness is at stake
here. ``

'' Yes, sir. ``

***

Bobby was shaken awake screaming.

'' Bobby, it 's fine ! You were just having a nightmare. ``

Bobby 's T-shirt was damp and he was breathing heavily. Had he shouted out Sissy 's figure ? He
searched his sister 's and Eric 's faces.

'' love, could you get him a chalk of weewee ? ``

'' Sure. ``

As if he was n't under enough strain. Now he had to care about his nightmares giving away his
very reason for coming home.

***


Psych valuation - Session Four

'' Just take it from the begining, soldier. pick out your metre. ``

'' This condescending whoreson thinks I 'm suffering for PTSD, '' Bobby thought. `` If he knew what I
know, he 'd wet his garb vapours. ``

But Bobby had to play the secret plan. This colonel had the powerfulness to confine him to base, and he was
running out of metre. He needed his adjacent kill. It was the simply way to work them listen.

'' We were supposed to be in a special K zone. What a fuckin'joke. No such thing as a green zone over
there. Anyway, my social unit sort of adopted this ten year old kid named Amir. This kid hustled his
ass off to demand care of his family unit. Can you imagine having to be the breadwinner at ten ?

'' Anyway, some care computer software arrived the day before, so we decided to treat the kid, you know ?
Fresh yield for the adults, candy for the Thomas Kid in his category. The little guy was gon na be
standing ten understructure tall in his Greenwich Village after providing for his family like that.

'' corporeal spat waved him over with a king-size snigger at around 0900. We were going to
surprise him in the kettle of fish collapsible shelter ... The detonation blew fuss'body nearly ten groundwork ... He was
still holding that fuckin'snort bar !

'' All netherworld broke loose after that. We lost four good men that day. ``


***


Bobby 's trajectory was delayed, so he had to finish the job in half the time he allotted. Sweat from
his forehead was dripping into his eyes, stinging them red as he rushed to instal the live fiber
optic photographic camera. Hyper-alert for the sound of his sis pulling into the driveway, his heart
was thumping through his chest.

'' Bobby, you home ? '' his sister called out from the kitchen.

'' Yeah, my plane was delayed and I 'm a fiddling grimy, so I 'm gon na hop into the exhibitioner. ``

'' Okay, dinner party should be quick in an hour. ``

Bobby put away his peter and headed to the bathroom. His old friend : fear, anxiety, adrenaline,
joined him in the exhibitioner. He was primed and pumped for combat.

***

The conversant giggling and hush up voices started at around midnight. Bobby clicked on his hand-
held monitor. The eerie freshness of night vision filled the screen. His sister was stroking Eric 's
cock to stiffness. Bobby rotated from photographic camera to camera. He was relieved all were working ; he
never had the chance to test them.

sissy 's oral sex dropped down on Eric 's cock, completely engulfing it. Eric threw his forefront back, his
back talk agape in the marvel of it all. His chest heaved as sissy 's powerful suction pulled on his
hammer in an agonizingly slow trip to its head. She was obviously enjoying the effect she was having
on Eric, teasingly swirling her tongue around the bulbous crown. Down her heading went again, then
slowly back up, hypnotizing Bobby to the screen. Their bodies seemed to swim in the swarthiness
like specter. It all had a dream-like timbre to it.

pansy moved up Eric 's body as he moved down hers in a horizontal concert dance. Her mouth slung
open and her hips thrusted foward when he finally reached his target.She rode his oral cavity slowly
and deliberately, hitting sweet notes to music only she could get a line. The crescendo slowly built
as her body twitched, then went stiff as a table before spasm shook it.

conflict was near. Bobby 's heart rate quickened.

Eric tossed pansy off of him, grabbed a fistful of her tomentum, then buried her face into a pillow.


Bobby fought the fear climbing into his throat, reminding himself he was n't a kid anymore. He was
a battle hardened vet. And this shitbird fucked with his family. He dies tonight !

Eric was plowing into Sissy violently. They no longer cared about being heard and were scaring
the shit out of the dogs next door.

Bobby retreated to the living way and waited.

***


Psych Evaluation - Session Five

'' serjeant-at-law did you ordering the foray ? ``

'' Yes sir. ``

'' It was your idea ? ``

'' Yes sir. ``

'' So, to retaliate Corporal fuss and the other men you lost, you purposely set out to kill
innocent civilians - women and youngster ? ``

'' They were inert, not innocent. ``

'' I 'm sorry ? ``

'' They were all potential weapons, sir. A biological agent had infiltrated the Village. And that
motherfucka triggered Amir. It should have been a secure day. Instead, Amir turned himself into
pink mist, taking Bickers with him. So we sent that fucker a message, sir :
THERE WILL BE NO MORE FUCKIN'CANDY bars ! ``

***

'' Whatcha doin', brother ? '' sissy was completely naked.

'' I could n't slumber. You mind putting on some apparel ? '' Bobby was on the lounge watching some
informercial he had no involvement in.

'' Me and Eric were n't disturbing you, were we ? ``

'' No. ``

'' You sure you were n't spying on me again, little brother ? ``

A clod formed in Bobby 's pharynx. He just shake his head.

'' Tell the truth. I bet when you were in that god-awful desert pulling your pud you were thinking
of big Sister, were n't you ? '' Milquetoast aproached him slowly, her D cups high on her chest, the
freshness of the television lighting up her boastfully tap areolas.

'' It 's hunky-dory, you fiddling perv. I do n't mind. Sissy will always be here for her trivial man. ``

She knelt between his thigh. Her fingers slowly inched their way to his crotch. Bobby looked
anxiously toward the wickedness of the hallway.

'' It 's OK. Eric is dead to the world. '' She reached into his packer and pulled out his steady
hard-on, admiring it as it throbbed in her hand.

DO IT NOW, BOBBY !

'' You did n't have to run away, Bobby. There was nothing to be ashamed of. ``

'' I wanted to serve my res publica. ``

'' Bullshit ! You were running away from this. '' She took him fully into her mouth. It all came back
to him instantly - the wetness, the heat. Her inviolable tongue swirled around the head of his
cock, kneading him like dough, working wickedness back into him.

DO IT NOW, BOBBY !

His hand to her throat caught her by surprise. The care in her optic made him harder as he
squeezed. His dick bobbed vigorously as milksop hacked away at his powerful forearm.

'' I 'm not a kid anymore, '' he grunted, lifting her by her kneck until her toes barely touched the
carpet. Her eyes bulged and her face turned a deathly pale.

'' I do n't expect you to understand, pansy, '' he hissed. `` I 'll make it quick. But this motherfucka
has got to go ! ``

He brought her down hard to the floor but released his grip. She gasped hard, drawing in as much
air as she could. He could n't end her. Why was he losing his spunk ? His twitching dick
answered his question. He could smell Sissy 's kitty-cat. He wanted Sissy 's pussy.

He pulled her to him and entered her roughly causing her to cringe in nuisance. He thought he was
substantial than this. But he was wrong. He was enjoying his baby 's kitty again, even with Eric 's
spermatozoan still sloshing around inside. His sister !

disgrace ! That had been Bobby 's trigger, weaponizing him, driving him to the desert. wads of bushed
had been left in his aftermath. Far Thomas More than Amir.

DO IT NOW, BOBBY !

Sissy 's heart were wide in veneration as Bobby continued to treat into her. `` It 's sanction, Bobby. I did n't
know. '' She did n't have a clew. This was n't even her talking.

'' Shut up motherfucka ! ... I 'm sorry Sissy. I Thought I could handle this. His pace picked up as
he thrust and grunted. This should n't feel this good. He was truly pale !

'' We 'll get you some help, '' she murmured softly, her spokesperson cracking slightly.

'' There is no assistance for us, Sissy. '' His orgasm gripped him like a frailty, then shook him like a rag
doll.

'' What the fuck ? ! You regurgitate motherfucker ! '' Eric 's quetch caught him just under the chin. Bobby rolled
from the setback and propped himself up into a bow. He struggled to remain conscious as Eric
pummeled him.

'' Eric stop ! '' Sissy pleaded, grabbing him from behind. It was all the distraction Bobby needed.
Muscle memory kicked in. A C to Eric 's windpipe stunned him, incapacitating him foresighted enough
for the elbow that followed, shattering his nozzle, sending fragment of off-white into his brain.

'' Why ! '' Sissy cried out over and over as she draped her body over her twitching husband.

DO IT NOW, BOBBY !

'' He took me by surprise. It was just reflex response. I 'm grim, milksop. '' He honestly was. If he had n't
been so weak, Eric would have never witnessed their painful sin.

Sissy lept to her understructure and dashed to the kitchen. Was she calling the police ? It was sentence to
end this.

'' You 're sorry ? ! '' she shouted hysterically, returning with butcher knife, her font blush with
bust. `` You twisted small-arm of squat ! '' she screamed, slashing at him with the knife.

She never had a prospect. Bobby had disarmed her and plunged the knife deep into her lungs before
the shock registered on her brass. He held his hired man over her nose as her lungs filled and her
torso slumped to the base. He was wracked with guiltiness. This was not the way he planned it. She
should n't have had to suffer like this.

As he squatted over her body and watched her blood kitty on the carpet, he could n't help but
admiration, `` Did spirit drain from this creature at the same rate as it did from his sister ? ``

Bobby bowed his question for a second out of respect. The real heroes are always in the first wave ;
dying is a given. This creature had sacrificed his life embeding himself in Sissy in lodge to
weaponize him.

That form of sacrifice had to be respected. It was not for naught. Bobby had become quite an
efficient orca. Many More would have died by his hand had not the senslessness of Amir 's death
shocked Bobby into realizing that he and Amir were both weapon of the same enemy. He hoped
sissy 's death would afford the heart of the rest period of the humanity. Her postmortem would be this reality 's only
Leslie Townes Hope. If it does n't break concrete evidence, the human being race is doomed.


We will exterminate each other before we even know we 're in a war .
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