| True Cruise patrol Story
I needed Trudi’s support to stand up. We shuffled out of the chalet. Her car was outside. I thought she was taking me to the wrong side of the car until I remembered that the driver is on the other side in Austria.
Getting my leg into the car was difficult and it hurt. I was biting my lip and in a cold sweat before it was done. The drive to the doctors was about half a kilometre. Getting out was worse. My only consolation was that I was held against a very pleasantly perfumed and nicely developed body. Even through my pain and her thick jacket Trudi’s breasts had an impact.
The doctor took an X-ray and confirmed Trudi’s diagnosis. I had torn the ligaments in my left knee and broken the ankle. His nurse set the ankle in plaster to his directions. He prescribed a strong painkiller and gave me enough to last until Monday. I should rest the knee as much as possible for a few days. They complimented me on my fluent German. I even swore in German when he manipulated the ankle. Trudi and cruise milf hunter patrol the nurse put me back in the car for the short drive back to the chalet.
“I’ve changed your room,” Trudi announced as she started the car. “You are on the ground floor next to my room and opposite Gretel’s. The staff bathroom is beside her room. You will use it because you won’t want to climb the stairs for a day or so. The room isn’t as large as the one you should have had, it doesn’t have the view, but you should be comfortable.”
“Thank you, Trudi. That was thoughtful of you.”
“We are used to it. We have had several guests break something so there are always two small rooms free on the ground floor just in case. If you need anything or you can’t get out of bed there is a bell push to summon one of us. Please only use it when you have to. Gretel and I will be very busy.”
“I will try not to be a nuisance, Trudi.”
We were back at the chalet. Trudi heaved me out of the car. Now that the ankle was supported and immobile only the knee was given me pain. This time I was very aware of Trudi’s breasts against me.
She helped me into the room and took off my coat.
“Can you manage now? There are some crutches.”
I turned my head. A pair of crutches was propped against the bed.
“Yes, thank you Trudi. I will cope.”
Once she had gone I regretted that. Unpacking my suitcase and putting the contents away was a real effort. I took a painkiller washed down with water
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