Escape from Shantung.

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April, 1942...Shantung Province, Japanese occupied China,


"Get the fuck out of this airplane now, Bronson!"

The whole damn kite was coming apart.
Captain Tiegs was a dead man and he knew it. The others, the three still alive, had bailed out five minutes ago but Nels Bronson, the co-pilot had stuck by Jimmy Tiegs trying to help wrestle the wounded bird down in one piece. It wasn't going to happen.

"Get out Nels...while you have a chance."
Bronson reluctantly slid out of his seat.
"I'll tell Mary, how it happened chief."
He touched the pilots bloody shoulder.

"Yea...do that..."

The B-25 suddenly dropped a wing and he was thrown violently against the bullet riddled side.
"Now..."
Tiegs voice was a whisper as he used the last of his strength to right the ship.
"Go now...."

The ground was dangerously close! They were hurtling over it at 200 miles an hour...Bronson took one look back.
Fuck it. He jumped...


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Kai Lung watched the airplane fall out of the sky, fire blazing from both engines. He stopped the ox cart to observe this thing and saw a small object detatch itself from the stricken craft and tumble towards the earth.
Just before it struck a huge mushroom of silk billowed above it and Kai was able to see that it was the figure of a man just before it struck the tree line.



"Where is he?"
Doctor Chang looked beyond the old peasant's shoulder into the alley.
Shantien was not a large town, more of a village in fact, but the Japanese presence was there and one had to be most careful.

"In the cart, honorable doctor, under the rice sacks."
It was now full night and the alley was pitch dark.
The two men worked together and were able to get the big American flyer on to his feet, though he was still semi conscious from the terrible blow he'd taken on the tree limb.

The door whispered open and a beautiful young woman stood backlit in it.
"What is it Father?"
"Hush...help us. He is an American flyer and he's hurt. Prepare a place for him in the basement."
Without another word Doctor Chang's daughter rushed to do her fathers bidding.

*An American!...in their home!...the thought was intensely exciting.*



OOC...This is a closed thread for Kiniser and Ariosto based on the story of one of the survivors of Jimmy Doolittle's raid on Tokyo in 1942.
 
Her name was Chang Su Lin, and she was 21 years old. All her life she'd lived in this village, helping her parents and waiting for a suitable suitor to ask for her hand in marriage. That was the way it was for girls. So far, the matchmaker had come up with three prospects, all of whom were rejected by her parents, a prominent doctor's family. They wanted a young man for their only daughter, who was a scholar, well to do, or at least with prospects, and pleasant in manners and to look at.

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When Father called her to help bring the new patient to the basement, where a hospital cot was set up for emergencies, she quickly opened the door wide and lit the way by holding up the petrol lamp in her hand. The two men half carried and half pulled the half unconscious American down the steps to the basement, and with a heave, lay him down on the cot.

Lin lit another lamp, and went to the stove in the corner to put water on. Her movements were quick but very economical, as she'd been taught by her Father.

Kai Lung left not long after, but not before Mother had served him a bowl of rice with pickled vegetables and a cup of tea.

Father busied himself snipping away the patient's clothing and dressing his multiple wounds. Most wounds were just scrapes and bruises, but he seemed to have cracked a rib or two and sustained a concussion. Su Lin stood by and helped him, while marvelling at the American, as his big muscular body was revealed bit by bit.

Mother came looking, and brought one of Father's old robes. "Shhh, Lin," she said, " don't gawk so, it's not fitting for a girl to do!" Then she covered the patient with the robe, as Su Lin blushed a pretty pink.
 

He woke up violently.
Fighting his way out of the raking branches, the suffocating silk of the parachute wrapping him like a shroud, he heaved hiself out of the tree...out of the bed, the sheets swathing him, tripping him.
He falls to the stone floor and cries out!

"Papa!...Papa"
Su Lin backed away and called up the steps.
He's awake!"

Nels shook himself free of the sweat stained bed clothes and sat in the near darkness looking blankly at the girl leaning against the wall across the room.

He shook his head and groaned, an intense pain lanced though his left temple, he raised his hand and found a blood stained bandage. He looked dully at his crimson stained fingers...

"Where am I?...In prison...?"
His voice was low...horse...She didn't understand him.

"Papa...come down. Please!"

Bronson stood up on shaking legs. He was the tallest human being Su Lin had ever seen.
She started backing up the stairs.
He lurched forward, staggered against the wall and started to fall.
Without thinking she ran back into the room and grabbed him as he pitched forward and they both went down together!
Her breath was knocked from her...she couldn't move.

"Get away from her or I will kill you.!
It was her Fathers voice. He was standing over the American, with an ancient cavary sword pressed against the wounded airman's neck.
 
SU LIN

"Papa, it's alright, I was just trying to help him when he fell."

Slowly Dr.Chang lowered his sword, as Su Lin scrambled up from under the big American.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course Papa, he must be confused, not knowing where he is, what with his contussion."

Now the good doctor addressed the soldier: "Mr, you American, yes?" he asked in broken English.

Nels just nodded, still confused for being almost killed with a sword, after toppling on the body of a young woman.

"I Dr. Chang, yes? I help you. You wounded, fall out of airplane. This my daughter. This my home. When you better we help you get away."

Nels nodded again, starting to understand the situation. He grunted his appreciation and put a hand to his aching head.

" Yes, you have contussion. You lie down and rest. Get better soon."

The Doctor noticed how the big American looked at his daughter, even though he was clearly in pain, and an uneasy feeling crept into his soul.

"My daughter, she will marry good man. You no can touch her, OK?"
 
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The doctor's admonition stayed with him and he did his best to regard Su Lin as a nurse and not as a woman, but this was damned hard to do!
He'd been months away from female companionship before this mission had taken place and Su Lin was as feminine as any girl he'd ever seen and undeniably beautiful.
Over the next few days a routine had developed, The Doctor would come in with his daughter in the mornings. They would remove his bandages, bathe him, put new dressings on and then SuLin would bring him breakfast. She would return late in the afternoon by herself with a heavier meal, though it was never enough for the big American and Bronson was constantly hungry.
At night The Doctor and Su Lin would be back for a check up.
Three or four days passed like this and he was making a slow but steady recovery. He looked forward to the afternnons when she would come alone and he tried to teach her more english words while he began picking up some chinese.

One morning Su Lin came in by herself. Her father had been called away to attend Major Hashigawa, the garrison commander.
She carried a tray with his breakfast on it, a basin of warm water and several towels.
She set the tray down and looked away, her cheeks blushing...
"You must remove your bandages and wash yourself Lieutenant.
My Father will not be here this morning."

Bronson swung his long legs off the bed painfully.
"I don't think I can do it by myself Su Lin."
He probably could have but he was interested in what she would do when confronted by this dilemma.
 
Su Lin didn't know what to do. On one hand, she was afraid of her father, who'd cautioned her about the Barbarians: "Lin, never get too close. These white devils pluck virgins from the country only to cast them aside when the fly back to their homeland. They only want to fuck you, not make a respectable woman of you. And once you loose your virginity, no man will pay a dowry for you."

But on the other hand she pitied the large white man, who was looking so helplessly at her. She was thinking of getting her mother to help her, but suddenly the man clutched at his head and toppled back onto the bed. The old robe that covered his body fell open, and Su Lin saw his bandaged legs and the boxer shorts that covered him.

The American moaned, and kept his eyes closed. "He really looks helpless and harmless," Su Lin thought, "Anyway, Mother is busy in the kitchen and if I ask her to come down here, she'll just get mad at me for delaying her own chores."

Carefully, she started to undo the bandage on his head, bathed the wound and dressed it again. Then she did the wound on his arm and shoulder. Nels kept his eyes closed and his breathing even. Su Lin kept peeking at him to look for a reaction, but he didn't budge. Last she did his legs.

First she pushed away the robe that still partially covered him, then she undid the bandages on his thighs and knees. She was so engrossed in her task that she didn't notice that he was looking at her.
 

She looks so tiny he thought...
He was propped on his elbows watching her.

At six two he was overhanging the small bed. He seemed in fact to fill up the entire room.
Su Lin, tried not to look beyond the small part of skin she was tending too, but it was hard. The sandy haired, blue eyed American was like nothing she'd ever seen before.

The wound she'd saved for last was the one on his buttocks because there was no way she could clean it without stripping down his shorts...and now she was there, she couldn't stall any longer.!
She looked up and was startled to find him looking at her with those big pale eyes.
She blushed and turned away.

"You must help me please."

"Help do what Su Lin?"
She tugged at his shorts without turning to face him.
"Take down these please."
Her voice dropped to a whisper.

Bronson sat up slowly. Every muscle in his body ached.
Sitting on the dge of the bed, he managed to get the shorts off and sat there looking straight at the shy chinese girl who had never seen any man's penis and was in fact aghast at the size of this one!
 
Su Lin kept turning her head away, because the big American made her feel uneasy. But now that he'd taken off his shorts, she couldn't help but gaped at the thing that sprouted from the bush at the junction of his legs.

She knew what it was, it was a man's tool for making babies, as her married older sister had told her giggling, after her marriage. She'd even looked up the name in her father's Gray's Atlas of Anatomy: the penis.

Her sister, May Lin, had told her how her husband's penis would grow at the sight of her, and how he'd put it in her, painfully at first, but later she'd quite learned to enjoy it.

She felt his pale blue eyes on her, but couldn't look away, especially not when his penis, large to begin with, larger than her little brother's anyway, started to grow. With shocks it elongated and grew in size, then reared it's head up!

Frightened, she looked up at him at last, only to find him smiling at her. She stood up from the side of the cot, and backed away.

He held out his hand to her saying: "No, no don't go away, my girl, that is just a reaction to your being here. Honest, it won't bite."

She still backed away, so he stood up from his cot, trying to persuade her to stay. He towered over her 5'4 slender frame, his penis now bobbing in front of him, but he managed to catch her arm before she took flight.

"Please, you haven't finished dressing my wounds. Your Father will be displeased when he finds out."

It was the right thing to say, because fear of her father seemed to be greater than her fear of him.

"Listen, I will lie down, then you clean my wounds, OK?" With that, he slowly let go of her arm then lay belly down on the cot. Reassured, Su Lin came back and deftly cleaned and dressed the wound on his buttocks. Then she started to clear away the things, as he turned over to sit up.

As he put his boxers back on, she noticed that his penis had shrunk to its original size.

"Thank you, Su Lin," he said and she smiled, relieved that her chore was done. She bowed her head and said: "Eat, mister. I will come back for the tray."

"Lin, I would appreciate it if you could teach me more Mandarin. I can also teach you some English in return."

Blushing, she replied: "I ask Father."
 

The encounter with Su Lin that day convinced Bronson that he was going to live. He'd been ashamed at first of the natural reaction he'd had to her innocently provacative presence but then he'd quite enjoyed the blushing reaction on her part...he'd smiled and laughed to himself.
To Jack, enjoyment and laughter were what life was all about...he'd live after all.

The next time she came it was with pencils and paper and they began a laborious and frustrating session of Mandarin 101.
He was a horror with languages and had flunked French with depressing regularity all through high school and college.
Su Lin was the soul of patience though and complimented him on his 'stirling progress' before she left shaking her head.
That night, returning with fresh bandages she seemed somehow disapointed...was it because he'd been more modest this time?...making sure he kept his back to her the whole while?

"Su Lin."

"Yes lieutenant?"
She paused on the stairs...

"Su Lin, I'd like a real bath...is that possible?"

She knit her brows in thought...
He noted for the thousandth time, the length of her lashes, the full cupids bow of her lips.
"I'll need help...I still can't use my arm..."
He let it trail off.
Was that a gleam in her black almond eye?

"Please...it's not as though you havn't seen every part of me.
"It would make me feel much much better..."
 
Su Lin

Su Lin's heart was beating fast. He wanted a bath, but their house was not equipped as a western home would. They ususally went to the bath house, twice a week; but it was impossible to take him there.

She could give him a sponge bath, if that would satisfy him; or have him sit in a large wash tub while she poured bowls full of warm water over him. Whichever way it was to be, he'd need her help to do it. With a blush she remembered the sight of his naked body, his tumescent manhood, and the effects it had on her. She hadn't realized it, but when she went to the outhouse to pee, she noticed that she was quite wet down there, just like the time she accidentally found her parent's "pillow book".

She didn't know what it was, at the time, thinking it was just an ordinary book. But when she opened it, it was full of drawings of naked men and women, doing things to and with each other. From the smiles on their faces, it must have been pleasureable and fun. After stuffing the book back in her father's bookcase, she noticed that her drawers were wet, but it was not urine. Later, she understood from some of the things her father taught her about nursing, that women secreted a clear scentless liquid from their privates at certain times. It was when these secretions were murky or smelly that it indicated disease.

Her father would be away visiting patients in remote areas in the morning, and her mother was going to go to the market in the next town. They both wouldn't be back until early evening. It would be a perfect opportunity to let the 'kwai loh' have a bath. Then she could take him up to the kitchen and bathe him there, and not have to carry pails full of warm water to the basement.

"Not tonight, lieutenant, too late now. Tomorrow morning I will boil lots of water for you. Now you sleep, OK?"

The big man nodded in agreement, and Su Lin went up to bed. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep, thinking of the intriguing man in the basement. She felt excitement at the prospect of bathing him, to see him naked once again. It was good that her parents would be away, they would only rant and rave at the thought, and accuse her of acting improperly. Why then had her father accepted him in their home and appointed her to nurse him? Didn't she owe it to him to give him the best care she could give?

She woke up when it was still dark, as usual. Quickly she made porridge and prepared breakfast for her parents. They ate, then left together. By now, the sun was up. Su Lin pulled the largest wash tub inside, and started to boil water. Then she went downstairs with Bronson's breakfast.
 

She watched him as she ate and marveled at his apetite. Su Lin knew that he was oblivious to the fact that he was eating her family out of house and home. Food of almost any kind in occupied China was rationed and hard to come by.

"Are you finished?"
Bronson stopped, one or two bites of the tasteless gruel were still left but the girl seemed anxious, agitated for some reason.

"Well...yes. Yes I am."
He laid his spoon down beside the bowl..."Why?"

She stood up and smiled...he smiled...Su Lin was like sunshine, he couldn't keep from smiling.

"You come with me Lieutenant, okay?"

In the middle of a very austere room sat the tub.
She'd drawn blinds across every window and had lit several kerosene lanterns. Electricity would not be available until nightfall.

She pointed at it and turned away.
"You please to remove your clothes and get in...I will bring more hot water, then...I will help you to bathe."

He looked at her standing there, a perfect little doll. He wished....he wished...

"All right, now don't turn around. I'm a VERY modest man."
Su Lin's command of English did not allow her to sense the humor in his voice.
 
SU LIN

Although she didn't quite understand him completely, the twinkle in his eyes and his flirty smile was unmistakable, and Su Lin blushed.

He kept looking at her from under hooded eyes, while he started to take his clothes off. Su Lin averted her eyes, and he laughed aloud. Su Lin turned around and went to the stove to get another pail of warm water.

When she turned around, he was completely naked, but still outside the tub. He was holding his soft cock in his hand and smiled at her. Even soft, it was longer than his fist, and the head extended through.

Her color heightened even more, and she had to tear her eyes away from his magnificent body, so sculpted, so musclular, a hairy chest, and his manhood, oh, her eyes kept returning to look at it.
"You get in tub so I can pour the water on you," she stammered.
 

He did as he was told and almost immediately regretted it. The water was boiling hot!
"My God SuLin, I'll cook in here!"

She was coming forward bearing another tub of steaming water...
"No wait! Wait Please!"
He took it from her hands, some sloshing over the sides and burning his wrists.
He swung it on to the wooden table and set it down gingerly.

She blew a stray lock of ebony hair from her eyes and looked up at him puzzled.

"Tooo Hot...HOT!...it burns...see?"
He dipped a finger in the water and rubbed it on the back of her delicate hand.
"See...it burns"
She looked at her wrist..."Yes it burns."

He could not stand it any more. He swept the little china doll up in his arms, crushed her against his hard naked body and kissed her passionately.
 
SU LIN

The shock of the warm water hadn't subsided when she was swept up into his arms and he kissed her passionately. Su Lin struggled to get down, but he held her firmly, and despite a slight limp, carried her down to the basement. He didn't want to rape her, nor did he want the neighbors to her her cries. But he certainly wanted to make love to her.

After her initial fright, SuLin felt how good his arms felt, how protected and warm against his chest he held her. Then they were downstairs and carefully he put her on his bed.

Naked, he lay down beside her fully clothed form and started to kiss her again. Her eyes, her nose, her mouth, her ears, then her neck. SuLin squirmed, and although her heart was beating fast and she knew they were doing something forbidden, she felt excited and most of all, she liked what he was doing to her.
 
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He was unused to the oriental cothes she was wearing and in spite of his increasing eagerness he did his best to be gentle...finally in frustration and with Su Lin still modestly covered he gave up.

"You must help me. I will tear something if you don't...please I want you!... I want to make love to you."

She had been content with laying under him, allowing him to do everything but now he wanted her help...her participation and that was different.

"Please Su Lin..."

She looked from his pleading eyes to the monstrous cock that stood up rigid in front of him.
He intended to put THAT into her tiny body...That!

She didn't know what to do.
 
SU LIN

She was lying passively beside him, not knowing what to do. She knew that what they were doing was wrong, but she couldn't help herself from responding to him. She was so wet underneath, her drawers must be soaked, and she felt her nether lips were swollen and curled out. She wondered if it was normal, and worried what he would think if he knew.

He fumbled with her knotted buttons, but couldn't get them off.

"You must help me. I will tear something if you don't...please I want you!... I want to make love to you."

SuLin looked up at him with her beautiful eyes, but didn't lift a finger to help. Her facial expression was full of wonder making him want her even more.

"Please Su Lin..." In frustration, he pulled her pants off, something that happened easily. Her hands tried to prevent him, but seemingly only half heartedly, as her eyes were riveted to his monstrously erect cock.

Now he had one piece of her clothing on the floor. The next easiest thing would be her drawers, as she still wouldn't lift a finger to unbutton her blouse. His large hand closed around the mound that was her breast, and he found that she was not wearing a bra, only a shift of some sort under her blouse. He tried to pull her blouse up, but it was too tight around the chest. Now his attention turned to her breast, where he could feel a hardened nipple. He bent his face to her breast and started to suck on it through her clothing.
 

He felt the bud stiffening in his mouth and rolled it as best he could with his tongue, biting it gently. SuLin made no sound but he saw her fingers tighten on the edge of the table.
He was almost driven mad with desire...his hands were cupping and squeezing her breasts as he sucked and even under the thick cloth he could tell they were firm and full, much larger than the Chinese girls he'd seen before.
Her body twisted slighty...did he detect a subtle response? Was she pressing herself up and into his hands?
He tore his lips away from her nipples and kissed her again and again...parting her lips for the invasion of his tongue while his hands never left the twin mounds of her breasts...

The mustard colored staff car pulled up outside the doctor's home.
Stepping out of it were two Japanese. Captain Yashigi of the Imperial Army and his adjutant Corporal Sakai. Yashigi looked at the front door and grinned.
He'd seen the doctor's daughter many times and lusted for her but her attitude was always one of coolness and disdain. Now with the her father in the interogation room of the Security office she just might be persuaded to be a bit 'friedlier' to the 'occupying forces'.
He straightened his uniform and knocked. This should be fun.

 
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SU LIN

Su Lin was experiencing a myriad of feelings and emotions. She felt warm and cold all at once, what the big American was doing to her felt so good, but she knew it was actually forbidden. She felt at once happy and scared. If her parents knew, they would be very mad at her.

Suddenly she could hear somebody knocking on the door. She sat up with a start, brushing Bronson's large hands aside. "Open the door!" they heard in Japanese. Su Lin became as white as a sheet.

"Please to hide yourself. I will go up and see what they want." She said trembling. Quickly she straigtened her clothes, pulled her loose pants back on and rebraided her hair. Then she bounded up the stairs not waiting to see whether Bronson had properly hid himself. The knocking had become an insistent pounding. She didn't forget to close the door to the basement, and heard Bronson turn the light off.

Opening the door, she found two Japanese men scowling at her. She bowed low to them as they had been told to, when she recognised one as Captain Yashigi. "Good morning, Captain, what can I do for you?"
"We have come to ask your cooperation to apprehend an enemy of the Japanese Imperial." Su Lin's heart beat faster, as she looked disdainfully at the short man. "And how can we do that?" she asked. "We have information that an injured American spy is hiding somewhere in this village. If you know where he is, you must report him to us." Su Lin bowed again: "I understand."

"And because he is hurt, we have suspicion that your father may be treating him for his wounds. Do you know anything about that?" Su Lin shook her head and looked him square in the eye: "No, I have no knowledge of an injured American soldier."

"We have your father at the station for interrogation, and if we find that you lie, he will die. Now we will inspect your house."

Without waiting to be invited, they entered the house and looked into every room. SuLin got the fright of her life when the other man opened the door to the basement. But since Bronson had turned the light off, he couldn't see anything. At that moment, the captain got to the kitchen and saw the tub with warm water.

"Who is this water for?" he called out, and Su Lin came over. "I was going to take a bath," Su Lin replied. "Well," Capt. Yashigi said as an evil grin came to his lips, "I won't keep you. Just go on and take your bath, or the water will get cold." He stood there looking at her, his eyes travelling up and down her body.
 

"Sargent , I don't think this stupid girl understands. Perhaps we should help her. The water's getting cold." Yashigi didn't try to hide the lust in his eyes.
Sakai was a small but wiry man and slipped behind her quickly, taking both her wrists into the small of her back and his arm around her neck. She stared wildly at the captain, petrified with fear.

"Now I think we'll discuss this again shall we?"
He'd removed a small dagger from his belt and put it to her throat.
She closed her eyes ready to die if need be.
The sharp blade passed smoothly through the cloth of her blouse opening it completely. She felt cold air on her skin.
"Ahhh Sakai you should see. she has breasts like an American movie star...big and full. To bad this is in the way."
SuLin felt his fingers gather the muslin of her undergarment and pinch it and her nipple under it.
"TALK GIRL...Where is the white devil?"
He pressed hard and twisted. She gasped...."No...no"

Yashigi ripped the thin garment brutally from her body, her breasts lay open and totally exposed, the pale rose tips hardening and darkening as he watched.
He licked his lips and lay the cold sharp blade just above her nipple.
"It would be a shame to have to cut this flower...so pretty, so..."

"Don't move you fuckin' bastard."
The Japanese might not have understood Bronson's words but they did understand the bolt sliding home on Sargent Sakai's Nimba rifle.
 
SU LIN

None of the three Asians had heard Bronson come up the stairs of the basement. SuLin was too petrified to listen for him, and the two men were too involved in their game to stay alert. Now the tables were turned on them, and Bronson was holding the Seargent's rifle in his hands, pointed at the two soldiers.

"Now let her go!" Bronson barked, his finger tightening on the trigger so his intention was clear to the two men.

Reluctantly Sakai let her go, and SuLin stumbled away, clutching her torn clothes to her body. The Captain snarled and threw his knife with a flip of his wrist. The knife flew in Bronson's direction, but he just stepped aside while keeping the gun trained on him, so that the knife clattered harmlessly to the floor at Bronson's feet. He kicked it in her direction and said: "SuLin, take the knife and use it if you have to."

She bent and picked the knife up, then took the towel she had prepared for Bronson and covered herself with it.

"Can you find some rope to tie these bastards up?" SuLin nodded and quickly got some strong rope from behind the stove.
 

They could no longer stay in the Doctor's house.
The Japanese soldiers could not be allowed to live.
SuLin's father was in the occupation forces hands and could be dead for all they knew...
These concerns, screamed through Bronson's mind as they gagged and tied Yashigi and Sakai.
Only one option seemed open to them.
"Wait!"

Sulin stopped tying the Captain's gag.
"Strip him... we'll strip him out of his uniform and you can wear it. Hurry girl! We have his car, Maybe with you as the Jap officer transporting a prisoner we can get some where.."

Yashigi began to twist and fight as Bronson removed his clothes but one blow from the big american right to his jaw shut him up fast.

As they worked the plan materialized. He knew he could not possibly fit into either of the men's uniforms so he would continue to be the wounded American...300 miles southwest should put them on Chiang kai Chek's turf and safety.

"SuLin, get whatever money you have, anything you think we can use, some food, some water."
He checked the safety on the Captains pistol.
"Go on now...do it...be quick."

As soon as she was gone, he picked up a thick pillow from the divan and jammed the barrel of the pistol into it and approached the soldiers.
Both men new what was coming...
Two muffled 'thunks', and they were dead, a single bullet wound in their foreheads.

He met Su Lin at the foot of the stairs. He held out the keys.
"Can you drive?"

She nodded, "But..."

He paused his hand on the door knob.

"What about my father?"
There were tears in her eyes.
 
SU LIN

Dressed in a Japanese Captain's clothes, SuLin looked more beautiful than ever. Her long hair was hidden under the military cap, and she quickly got some soot from the furnace to disguise her radiant good looks.

Looking back at the two dead officers before leaving the house, she asked Bronson: "What about my father?" and unbidden, tears sprang into her eyes. Angrily she brushed them away with the back of her hand, knowing that sentimentality didn't get her anywhere. Her father had always told her that in emergencies it was crucial to keep a clear head and mind.

"We can't storm the place they're interrogating him at with just the two of us. Let's just hope these two won't be missed till we come back with help."

He took her in his arms, adding: "You have to be brave, my dear, we must reach the safe zone as soon as possible, then we will come back with reinforcements to free your parents."

Nodding and trying to smile, SuLin pulled the door shut behind her, locked it and put the key in its usual hiding place. Then the two of them got in the car and drove off.
 

They avoided the main highways for fear of Japanese patrols and when it began raining at sundown, the dirt track they were on had turned into a quagmire. Bronson knew they couldn't have gone 60 miles in 4 hours.
The road was becoming soup and three times the car had almost gotten hopelessly stuck.

There was an Inn in the little town of Kailung and it seemed pointless to go on any farther that night.
Sulin, now a Japanese Captain, overawed the simple Country Inn keeper and soon had their car in the stable and the best room in the house.
At least it had a bed and a basin of water.

The lieutenant threw himself on the bed and watched as the girl began to undress and wash every part of her body.
She seemed oblivious, didn't she care that he was watching her every move!
He slipped out of his clothes too, enough to free his cock and he began to masterbate as she
caressed her naked body with the sudsy water.
 
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