"... no hospital, no doctors," Jen was saying as I came awake. "I don't know how badly Johnny hurt them, or how hard the department will look for who did it, but Johnny is already a natural suspect and the one thing we can't do is hand him up on a silver platter."
I heard both of my girls sobbing so I opened my eyes and opened my arms out to them and they rushed to me and laid down on either side of me and kissed me and held me gently.
"Water," I croaked, and Jen went off to get some. I looked down at my wound. It had been taped up nicely. I recognized the technique. "Thanks, Buddy," I said.
"No problemo, Bro," he said. "It's not bad at all. You've had a lot worse. It'll heal up without stitches. Just keep the s*x gentle for a while, no rough stuff, and you'll be fine. And Jen is right,
