CHRISTINE THE NORSE GIRL 8
by Hamlet
CHRISTINE AND MONIKA FACE SOME ROWDY AUSTRALIAN TOURISTS


Christine and Monika continued to embrace me pushing Their hands down my
crotch while Christine kissed me hard from the front. Monika fondled me from
the back biting into my neck. The feel of their caresses and kisses as They
expertly massaged me made me feel so warm and comfortable all over as they
touched every part of my body with Their leather gloved hands not missing one
centimeter of my chest and neck. I looked above .There was now brilliant
sunshine in the Mountains after the terrible thunderstorm.

I was amazed at the ability of them both to frighten off that grizzly bear.
Both of them were used to fighting and if necessary killing wild animals.
Monika had in fact grown up in the Mountains in a community called Aaslaa just
north of Volinge. This had made Her an expert skier and mountain climber as
well as an animal fighter.

She had recently seen a mountain tiger come from the woods and attack a
cyclist down a cycle path.As a BO (Bicycle Officer) She had responded by
hitting hit hard with Her boot heel and then smashing it right in the face
with Her boot so hard it had caused it to die at once from the blow. A grizzly
bear had tried to hit Her with its paw while She was in the middle of the
mountains and She had responded by kicking it in the stomach and then smashing
it hard in the head.it ran away screaming. She was just totally fearless!

It was almost at once that the Land Rover arrived driven by MO (Mountain
Officer) Cricketa Roxgaard. As She came out I noticed just how tall She was
with Her slightly reddish hair piled right up which brought out Her tanned
complexion .She wore the the MO uniform that was almost exactly like the BO
uniform except that it was brown instead of black, consisting of a leather
hat, a tight jacket leather gloves and hot pants .She had thigh high heeled
boots on instead of the calf length boots that Monika wore.

She had a blanket in Her hand as She came unto me kissing me hard on the lips
driving Her tongue down my throat as She gave me a full scale Welcome Kiss.

'Hello Stephen you look so wretched you poor thing! Don't worry I will look
after you and take care of you!'

She turned to Christine and Monika.

'Would You like Me to put Your bikes on the Land Rover while I take him to
Volinge to the RTJMOHQ?'

'No that's fine MO Cricketa We would both love to cycle to Volinge together
wouldn't We Christine?'

'Certainly it's a lovely day and I can't wait to race Monika up that mountain.
We both love cycling Cricketa.'

'That's fine Christine You can pick him up later once has had full medical and
psychiatric attention.'

With that Cricketa picked me up in Her big strong arms as if I was just a
little baby .She took me to the back of the Land Rover where there was a bed
and a shower and sink as well.

As soon as we were inside She stripped me naked feeling me all over and
massaging me with Her leather gloved hands making me come in Her gloves. She
then laid me down in the bed naked. Being a MO She was fully trained medically
knowing particularly how to deal with people in the Mountains with injuries .
She especially specialised in dealing with hypothermia and frostbite.

'Right Stephen you are suffering quite badly from shock and mild hypothermia.
I will now give you an injection to put you to sleep .You will probably have
to spend the night at the medical centre at the JLJHQ being take care of by
NO(Nursing Officer) Delila. She will decide when you are fit to return to
Peggy and Christine your Sponsor in Lildestrom.'

She took my arm after putting on skin tight latex gloves .She held my arm in a
vice like grip .She had a needle in Her hand that She inserted hard into my
arm .Being the coward I was a let out a short scream of pain before passing
into oblivion.

OWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!

Meanwhile Christine and Monika were bounding up the side of the mountain in a
race reaching speeds of nearly 40 KMS an hour showing that They were both
cycling stars. Monika was slightly ahead being a racing champion Herself
before She became a BO.

The scenery was magnificent ahead of them now that the thunderstorm had
cleared. There was blazing sunshine that showed the snow on the peak of the
Mountains and the green pines of the dense forests that clung to the sides of
the Mountains. The flowers everywhere looked so lovely with the blaze of
different colours. The thousands of tropical birds that inhabited the forests
were singing away for all they were worth as they were in the most wonderful
natural habitat in the world.

As Monika moved ahead She could see the red tiles roofs and the white washed
houses of Volinge a community of 200 nestling under the snow capped peaks and
betted Christine She could get their first .She should win as it was one of
the qualifications to become a MO to be a racing champion.

It was not long before Cricketa overtook them as She drove up the mountain
side to Volinge with me inside unconscious.

Just as They continued cycling They could hear another car coming towards them
.Christine looked behind. The car was actually swerving from side or side as
if the driver was drunk .

The car pulled aside them almost knocking into the cycle lane. Christine could
tell that they were certainly Oslanders as no Norselander would dare behave
like this.

Suddenly a beer can flew out of the car and hit Christine in the leg.

The person in the back shouted out.

'Like the leathers darling!'

Another shouted out to Monika

'You really are a sexy Sheila darling!'

Monika knew that they were Australians and as usual drunk out of their minds.
God as a BO in Flisborg She was fed up with these Australians! She knew that
there were more of them than ever coming into Flisborg with its excellent
skiing faculties almost certainly better than Australia. Yet She believed that
Her Nation was so wealthy it surely could do without their money. Hardly a day
passed without some incident involving rowdy Australians who could not hold
their drink .If only there was a total ban on Australian tourists!

Cynthia the Judge for Flisborg was obviously very strict with them beating and
deporting them daily .As a result the Australians had moved out of Flisborg
hoping that their misbehavior would not be noticed in the Mountains .How wrong
they were in this area they were up against RMJ (Royal Mountain Judge) Susanna
Sexton! She had a particular loathing for Australians having given several of
them beatings and thrashings and then deporting them .She had enforced the Law
by establishing certain parts of Volinge as Australian Free Zones (AFZS) and
was thinking of putting signs outside certain shops and bars.

' No Australians allowed AFZ'

(In Norseland unlike the UK this is quite legal).

Monika decided to ring Her on Her mobile.

'Susanna it's Me BO Monika. My Friend Christine Spiteful and I have had some
problems from those dreaded Aussies again. A car had just gone past full of a
bunch of drunken Aussies. They used insulting language and threw a beer can at
My Friend .

'We would like to practice Our Gym Kata skills and beat the shit out of them.
I can't wait to do some ball busting! I recognize their car and have taken the
registration number.'

'Certainly Monika they well certainly go to Morganna's bar where they serve
Australian beer. Introduce yourselves to Morganna the Proprietress. She has an
area of open ground behind the bar where you can beat the s----t out of them
under my supervision of course. After that I will declare the bar an AFZ.'

'Thank you Judge Susanna so much.'

She turned to Christine.

Come on Christine

'LET'S DO SOME GYM KATA!'

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