“Oh, Zach!” Krista said, dropping to her knees in front of him and carefully pulling his jeans down, gasping when she saw the long cut high up on his inner thigh, still seeping blood.
“Better call Rui, ask him if he knows of a doctor that we can trust,” Zach said, flushing when he saw the woman’s eyes on his cock.
“If you have any first-aid supplies, I was a nurse in another lifetime,” the woman said. “I’m Susan and I haven’t even thanked you for saving my life. In any event, you need to lay down, young man, and elevate that leg. In the meantime, we could use a small wet towel folded lengthwise to put pressure on the wound to control the bleeding. It looks like you might need some stitches, too.”
“Is your hip okay?” Krista asked anxiously when Susan slowly got to her feet, letting the remnants of her torn dress fall to the floor after trying futilely to hold it together.
“I think that it’s just bruised,” Susan replied as they got Zach to lay down.
“Here, call Rui,” Krista said, handing him his phone. “I’ll get a wet towel.”
“Would you mind if I took a shower?” Susan asked. “I feel so… dirty.”
“Not a problem,” Krista said, taking her by the hand. “I totally understand.”
By the time Susan showered and limped painfully from the bathroom, Rui had arrived, along with Juliana.
“Man, I told you that people here carry knives and they know how to use them,” Rui said, turning to see a blushing Susan unsuccessfully trying to hold a towel around her body as she limped towards the bed where Krista was holding a wet towel against the wound. “At least when you ride to the rescue of a damsel in distress, you pick a good-looking one.”
“How… kind of you,” Susan said, gently lowering herself onto the bed, sighing as the pressure on her hip relaxed.
“That’s okay,” Rui said, smiling. “We already know that Zach’s got great taste,” he said, looking at Krista. “Juliana, go get Doc Aldo. Tell him he’s probably going to have to do some sewing.”
“If whoever did this to you had hurt your cock, I’d hunt him down and kill him with my bare hands,” Juliana said, bending down and kissing him softly.
“He’d already be dead if that had happened,” Krista said to Juliana’s retreating back.
“Rui, I’ve got some bags of frozen peas in the freezer,” Zach said, desperately trying not to think of his cock or the peeks of Susan’s body that he was inadvertently getting. “Susan’s hip is pretty bruised.”
Helping Susan onto the bed on the other side of Zach while Rui went for the frozen peas, Krista felt her pussy flood with juices when she saw Susan’s pussy as she gave up on the towel, her inner lips unfurled and petaled apart like a butterfly’s wings beneath a big fat clit as she lay on her left side facing Zach.
Biting her lip, Susan endured the icy coldness of the bags of frozen peas as Rui expertly packed them over and around her right hip, using pillows and cushions from the sofa to prop everything up.
“Zach, what happened?” Rui asked.
Zach was just going to explain when Juliana arrived with Doc Aldo, a man in his 60s with a kind, wrinkled face.
“Well, weren’t you lucky,” Doc Aldo said when he examined the wound. “A couple more centimeters to the side and the ladies wouldn’t be enjoying you quite as much. This is going to sting a bit,” he said after preparing a syringe. “It’s just to numb the local area so that I can sew you up. Unless you enjoy pain.”
“Stick away, Doc,” Zach said.
Thirty minutes later Doc Aldo had efficiently and expertly sewn Zach’s wound up.
“It’s going to hurt for a few days,” Doc Aldo told him. “I recommend that you stay in bed for 3-4 days. Keep the wound clean and dry. And if you must, the ladies should be on top for a while, and carefully. You don’t want to rip the stiches loose. I’ll come by in 10 days to remove them. If you have any problems before then, just get in touch.”
“It’s going to be just terrible,” Krista said with an exaggerated sigh, causing Juliana to burst into laughter.
“I’ll be happy to help,” Juliana said, a big smile on her face.
“So, what happened?” Rui asked after Doc Aldo left.
Zach told the story as he remembered it.
“Man, one against three and the three with knives and a gun,” Rui said, shaking his head. “Talk about stupid.”
“I’d say he did okay,” Juliana said grimly. “It’s a shame you didn’t finish the one who cut you, too. Who do these people think they are, raping and killing a woman like that?”
“I think the rape was an afterthought,” Zach said slowly, turning to look at Susan. “They wanted to kill you. Raping you was just a spontaneous, last-minute perk. The guy said something about your braid as proof for Quinn. It wasn’t a random thing. They were looking for you. Did you recognize any of them?”
“The one with the gun,” Susan replied, trembling. “I know his face. He worked in the security division of our legal department.”
“Who are you?” Krista asked.
“I’m Susan Kumms,” she replied.
“The insurance Kumms?” Krista asked, her jaw dropping.
“Among other things, yes,” Susan replied. “My husband, David, is the CEO of Kumms Corporation. I-I was trying to find out if anyone had seen him when they…”
“He’s here, in Manaus?” Zach asked.
“He flew down a week ago,” Susan replied. “They had made a big breakthrough in their cupuaco research. I didn’t hear from him for a couple of days and got worried, so I came down. He always calls me every day before he goes to bed. Then our bio-research building burned down and I heard that they found bodies inside. I was going to all of the restaurants, hotels, and shops in this area, showing them a picture of him, hoping that someone had seen him. Then the man… the man… the man who was trying to rape me came up to me when I was in one of the little restaurants. He told me that he had seen a man who looked like my husband, that he had an apartment nearby. When I followed them down that street, they…”