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"Thanks a lot, Dad." I rolled my eyes at him.
"Do you want to go to the hospital and have some orderly take it off?"
"No, I'm fine with it, do what you need to do, can't be any worse than when you pulled Mikey Darnell's arrow out of my butt that time."
"As I recall, I was a little upset at both of you for the damage to my roses and wasn't too gentle,” he chuckled at the memory.
"You got that right, Dad."
Nicola was giggling at the two of us as we bantered back and forth. My attention was diverted from my father as she gently cleaned my arms and legs, removing dirt and grim along with dried blood. Then as I continued to complain about that arrow that permanently scarred my ass, she helped me get my shirt off. When her fingers gently caressed my shoulders, I paused speaking completely and simply watched her, knowing she was going to star in my dreams later on.
Suddenly, I realized that my shoes were off, including the one that was destroyed by the road. “Wait, when did you get my shoe off?”
My dad chuckled, as he said, “Told you that she was an excellent doctor. She made sure to do it while I distracted you with that arrow in your ass story.”
"Let's get his shorts off too," she said as she smiled. “I want to make sure the rest of his leg is okay.”
"No way," I yelped. "No way."
"Son, Nicola is a doctor, it won't bother her."
"It will bother ME, Dad. Even with you here I can’t help my body's response to the beautiful woman doctoring me. I know what will happen."
"What?" she grinned.
"You know what'll happen. It's happening now," I groaned.
Nicola leaned close as she whispered, “Would you like your dad to help and examine you there?”
I turned and looked at her beautiful green eyes. I could see the heated look that reflected my own thoughts. I found myself at a loss for words so I simply shook my head no. She picked up a towel and covered my midsection with it. I reached under the towel and unfastened my shorts.
"Raise up a little," she said, and grabbed my shorts and and inadvertently my underwear and pulled them down. She left the towel in place and turned to my dad who was smirking at me. “Dr. Cal, can you hold him on his side so I can check his back?”
“Of course. Don’t put any pressure on that knee or foot, Cal,” he instructed as I rolled onto my side towards him.”
I felt her gentle soft hands touch places on my back. They moved softly, caressing my back then over my ass. Just her touch and I was as hard as rock. I raised my eyes and saw the smile on Dad’s face. With a roll of my eyes, I let myself relax and enjoyed it.
“Just some minor bruises. I didn’t see or feel any broken bones or lacerations,” she said with a smile as she helped me lay back down.
To my horror, my dad started chuckling before quickly excusing himself by saying, "I'll get some clean water."
I kept my eyes locked on the ceiling when I felt her lift the towel. At her sharp intake of breath my eyes locked on hers. The heated look she gave me as her eyes dropped down to take a second look made me smirk. I much preferred that look over laughter.
She glanced down at me again before quickly clearing her throat and saying, “Everything looks good. Real good. It appears your knee and foot took the worst of it.
Dad walked back to the table smirking as he asked, "Everything functional under there?"
"Apparently unhurt and functioning properly,” I muttered with a growl. My dad was set on making this as uncomfortable for me as possible.
"OK then, let's start sewing, that ought to relieve the tension." When Dad winked at Nicola, I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my eyes at him. I settled down and closed my eyes as I let them do their doctor thing. I could hear my dad asking her if she had everything she needed. She said she had sutures and stuff but no local anesthetic.
"Cal, we don’t have anything to numb the pain, son. Will you be ok or do you think we should get you to the hospital?"
"What’s your assessment of the total damages, Dad?"
"Two stitches on your eyebrow. Three on your knee, several broken toes on your left foot. Various small scrapes and cuts that don't amount to much, Band-Aid stuff."
"Nicola?"
