Max woke up.
He didn't sound wheezy at all.
'And I never got shot with real bullets.'
Then Abdul and Raheem entered the ward.
'They work for the CIA, two Puerto Rican boys.'
'What's up bud,' they both said to me and Frank.
We were devastated.
'Under the situation, you acted well,' said Max.
So why did you do it?
'I needed to know how you would react under pressure.'
Then the nurses, five of them, in tight white outfits, short skirts and hugging, came in the ward to take our temperatures.
Max, you are one fucked person, I said, as I opened my mouth to receive the thermometer.
Then I sucked hard.
Cindy was administering a nipple instead of a thermometer.
'What about the scratch marks we sustained?' asked Jack who was about to receive a bum wipe from an equally gorgeous nurse who wasn't shy about showing her cleavage.
'It was when you both jumped in the pool to escape the rubber bullets,' said Max, 'you and Frank were scratching each other in an effort to avoid the bullets.'
Our bravery had been put to the test, that's all I was saying.
'Your temperature is fine,' said the nurse, who tucked her nipple back into her bra.
'And we are out of here,' said Max.
I could feel another mission coming on, just where, that was the question.
He didn't sound wheezy at all.
'And I never got shot with real bullets.'
Then Abdul and Raheem entered the ward.
'They work for the CIA, two Puerto Rican boys.'
'What's up bud,' they both said to me and Frank.
We were devastated.
'Under the situation, you acted well,' said Max.
So why did you do it?
'I needed to know how you would react under pressure.'
Then the nurses, five of them, in tight white outfits, short skirts and hugging, came in the ward to take our temperatures.
Max, you are one fucked person, I said, as I opened my mouth to receive the thermometer.
Then I sucked hard.
Cindy was administering a nipple instead of a thermometer.
'What about the scratch marks we sustained?' asked Jack who was about to receive a bum wipe from an equally gorgeous nurse who wasn't shy about showing her cleavage.
'It was when you both jumped in the pool to escape the rubber bullets,' said Max, 'you and Frank were scratching each other in an effort to avoid the bullets.'
Our bravery had been put to the test, that's all I was saying.
'Your temperature is fine,' said the nurse, who tucked her nipple back into her bra.
'And we are out of here,' said Max.
I could feel another mission coming on, just where, that was the question.
