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Retired Special Services

by Harry Bolo

Copyright© 2024 by Harry Bolo

Fiction Story: SAS officer looking around he country found a home spot after clearing out the local bullies and crooked cops.

Caution: This Fiction Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Crime   .

I’m Mick and I have just retired, well service time up from the Armed Services. I decided to hitch around the country and have a look around. My last lift dropped me off in a small country town as he was delivering to a local mine site. He would take five days to drop off his supplies and if I wanted to get out of town, be outside of the town sign in five days. I thanked him for the ride.

I booked into the run down motel for the five days. Looking around I decided to walk to the local supermarket to get some drinks and other items. I just paid for my goods when three bullies pushed open the door, one saying “This is a robbery, get your money out!”

I put my shopping on the ground and the large one went to kick me. I grabbed his foot and twisted his leg 270 degrees. His head hit the door RSJ Steel Beam. I kicked the third one in the side of the head and he hit the ground with a big thud. As I got up, the first one went to sight his gun on me. My fist collected under his chin and he hit the roof steel beam and he dropped in a bundle. I kicked the three guns away and called for some thick cable ties. A young woman gave me a packet and I tied hands and feet and each other together. They would not be able to move until the police arrive.

I said “Don’t tell anyone it was me please, I could get into legal trouble.” I picked up my shopping and walked back to the motel. The police officer arrived apparently after ten minutes and called an ambulance for all three. The people described me as small, large, thin, fat but they all agreed on me being fast. One apparently said “They yelled out this is a robbery and bang, they all collapsed injured, he kicked the guns away and tied them up, it took like two minutes or less and he walked away. Must be one of those new miners.”

I walked around town dressed differently to my shop visit. It was a nice town with a long history, as one mine closes another one seem to open. The town was over 180 years old. On the way back to the motel, I went into the supermarket to get some more supplies, when a large woman came in demanding the recording tape of her sons being bashed up. The shop owner stated, the police took it away and have not returned it. She demanded the details of who put her sons in the hospital in a very rough mouth way. Suddenly I was pulled into the store room and kissed.

The girl, well lady, quietly said “Don’t say a word. That loud mouth female is from the hill and declared themselves not part of this country, That is sovereign citizens. Her old man is wanted for rape and murder and does not leave the property. The one local copper (police) here is in cahoots with him, the bastard. If he did find you, it would take you to the old man and we would never see you again.”

I replied very softly “Hi I’m Mick ex SAS.”

She replied “Kara, ex SAS.” They smiled but kept quiet. We watched her on the CCTV and could hear her voice. After a few minutes she stormed out of the supermarket still angry.

Kara mum came into the store area and saw me, she stopped and held her hand over her mouth to suppress a scream. Kara came from behind me and held my hand showing her mum. Kara said “Mum he is a good man and trained like me as SAS. I pulled him in here so fatso did not see him.”

She smiled and dropped her hand saying, “We thank you for the other day, your hat did block the security cameras views, so don’t wear that hat around town.”

I replied “Thanks for the info, I wont. Is this a real frontier town?”

Kara replied “No but a bully family with a corrupt copper keeps this town on the edge. Where are you staying?”

I replied “In the rundown motel at the start of the town.”

Kara replied “Good he hates the town copper and will not help him without a warrant from the local big town after a large fight.” She whispered “room?”

I looked at her and SAS replied floor, 21, end. Kara smiled, acknowledge and it did prove to both of us we were on the same team and hopefully skills. Returning to the shop I collected some more goods when the local drug dealer came in and put 7 items in his clothes and tried to pay for one. I acted drunk and ‘fell’ against the guy at the counter. They tried to ask for the total money for the hidden goods. I offered, much to their surprise for his shopping and told him to get out and never return. I paid cash for his items from a brown wallet. It had 31 $100 notes. I gave the lot to them saying I found it on the floor. I took the empty wallet. Kara came out of the back and walked me out of the store.

We talked for a few minutes and agreed to meet that night for a meal in my hotel room. I was happy thinking I was on a good thing. Kara came around with a pizza and hot chips from the shop. She explained the lack of cooking facilities in the motel rooms, I did understand and as I explained after the army, it was the company over the meal that counted, we did have a couple of beers to drink.

Kara said “Fuck it, let get to the action” and started to undress. I did the same and we enjoyed an evening of sexual pleasure.

At five am we automatically woke up and as Kara did bring her running gear, we went for a jog around the countryside. Kara showed me the ‘sovereign area’. With my training I could see the traps and electronic alarm system. Kara did say there were two doberman dogs as well.

 
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