A Small Place in the Sun
Sandra didn't move, the look on the man's face had said far more then words. She disgusted him. She suddenly felt even smaller then she was now. It confused her as he inflamed her emotions between the anger she felt at what he had done to her, and her own shame, that she had kept locked up and pushed away deep in her mind for so long at the life she had chosen. Yet this man had brought it to the surface like blood seeping from a fresh wound.
George turned to Peggy. Get me off o this counter, please. With the adrenaline rush ebbing away, his left hand throbbed with pain from it's use in the fight. The bullets, although tiny, had still impacted the flesh with enough strength to cause bruising and now swelling. His neck now stung as well and he placed his right hand over the wound and applied pressure.
Are you OK Geordie? Kim asked, deciding that she could use his nickname too. Damn but you have skills boy.