1. Becky's Marine part 7


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Job/Place-of-work, Non-Erotic, Romance, Author: Betrayer_of_Skalathrax, Rating: 89.2, Source: sexstories.com

    increased to such capacity it was nearly impossible to get a message across. I held down the button to talk. "Is everyone accounted for?" Several people said their names to let us know they were OK, but one was still missing. "Where is Mike? Anyone have eyes on Mike?" Nobody responded for what seemed like an eternity. I ran around the blaze, trying to see if maybe he was on another side and had lost his radio. I was about to give up when I saw a figure laying by a small set of stairs about 20 feet from the fire. I took off towards the figure but the heat was too intense. "I found Mike, he is by the stairs on the northwest side of the fire. I need help to get to him!" Within seconds three other operators were standing with me. We needed a plan to get to him fast, even if only to recover a body. I surveyed the area for anything that would help. I saw where a group of contractors had been welding and noticed the red fire blanket they used to keep sparks from igniting anything. I grabbed the fire blanket as several firefighters came over to us. "What do you wanna do? Odds are he is gone and I won't risk my men for a body." One firefighter asked. I saw a fire hose still on the reel, probably because it wouldn't reach anything to be of use. I looked at the other operators. "I'm going to get him. I won't leave anyone behind. Grab that fire hose." Without question they did as I instructed. I ran to get a piece of fire blanket and a small section of rope. When I returned I cut a slot ...
    in the fire blanket and tied it to my head with the rope. "What on earth are you doing?" Asked the firefighter. "Protecting my face from the flames. Like I said, I'm going to get him. Soak me with the hose!" They acted immediately, drenching me with that nasty water. Fire water is less processed and is definitely not safe for drinking, but I needed something to keep the fire and heat away for long enough to get Mike. Soaking wet and looking like a ninja turtles reject, I ran into the searing heat. Even soaked in water the heat was unbearable, the only thing driving me onward was saving any life Mike still had. I reached him and grabbed handfuls of coveralls, dragging him to safety as fast as I could. When we reached a safe distance, paramedics began to treat his injuries. I didn't wait around to hear any news, I just went and sat my wet and smelly ass down away from everyone. That's when I realized two things. One was that my phone had been in my pocket the whole time and the other was that new of the explosion had probably reached Becky. I pulled my phone from my pants pocket to find it still working. I had 6 missed texts from Becky. From Becky: What happened!!!!??? Are you OK? Please be OK! You better be OK or I'm going to kick your ass Baby please respond! I love you! Don't leave me! I had to text her back. I felt a little bad about not texting her earlier, but then again I was busy. To Becky: I'm OK, I'll be coming home to you tonight baby. I love you. She replied almost ...
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