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We'd danced until late and the went off to some restaurant Clive knew and later a club still open then Clive walked me home as we stood outside looking at the night sky I said do you want to come in for coffee? you have coffee? he said yes a friend got it for me I said all right he said and we went in and had coffee and the we ended up in my bed after *** we lay there and he said about after the War we could marry Grace Grace are you awake? a voice says to my right I stare where the voice sounds yes I'm awake I say looking through blind eyes at darkness can I have a look at your leg stumps and give them a wash down? the voice says who are you? I say Nurse Rogers I've been away back today yes of course I say sensing her pull back the blankets and lift up my nightgown and unbandage the stumps I feel her cool soft hands against my skin it is ages since Clive did that to me rub my legs after *** sometimes before I muse as she removes the bandages and rubs the stumps how are they? I ask they are looking all right clean and no sign of infection she says I want it to be Clive doing that but he died in Dunkirk and lies elsewhere now sleeping the eternal rest so they say I muse tears coming to my eyes am I hurting you the nurse says no no I say just memories coming back of some one I loved who died o sorry about that she says so much death these days what with the War and bombing we had a lot in last night when they bombed the docks I say nothing I pretend it is Clive touching me his hands moving about my legs and thighs I sigh and wipe my eyes.
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Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 3:46 AM UTC
THOSE DAYS OF TEARS 1940
We'd danced until late and the went off to some restaurant Clive knew and later a club still open then Clive walked me home as we stood outside looking at the night sky I said do you want to come in for coffee? you have coffee? he said yes a friend got it for me I said all right he said and we went in and had coffee and the we ended up in my bed after *** we lay there and he said about after the War we could marry Grace Grace are you awake? a voice says to my right I stare where the voice sounds yes I'm awake I say looking through blind eyes at darkness can I have a look at your leg stumps and give them a wash down? the voice says who are you? I say Nurse Rogers I've been away back today yes of course I say sensing her pull back the blankets and lift up my nightgown and unbandage the stumps I feel her cool soft hands against my skin it is ages since Clive did that to me rub my legs after *** sometimes before I muse as she removes the bandages and rubs the stumps how are they? I ask they are looking all right clean and no sign of infection she says I want it to be Clive doing that but he died in Dunkirk and lies elsewhere now sleeping the eternal rest so they say I muse tears coming to my eyes am I hurting you the nurse says no no I say just memories coming back of some one I loved who died o sorry about that she says so much death these days what with the War and bombing we had a lot in last night when they bombed the docks I say nothing I pretend it is Clive touching me his hands moving about my legs and thighs I sigh and wipe my eyes.
A BLIND AND LEGLESS WOMAN IN A LONDON HOSPITAL IN 1940
TerryCollett
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Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 3:46 AM UTC
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