"That one." Alrighty." Tasha attached it, squirting some lubricant over the head. "Are you ready?"The blonde hesitated. "Can I… is it possible to ge... a tape done, for my boyfriend?"Tasha smiled. "Sure. It costs a little extra…" Oh, that's fine," the girl said with a wave of her hand."Okay, just let me get the camera out."While Tasha set it up, the girl undressed, putting her jeans and long t-shirt over the chair, and taking off her bra and panties, too, so when she climbed up onto the machine. There was, though, still a fair number of militia and Popular Army soldiers in the column and the French authorities were determined they weren't going to cause trouble in France. 'Oz' and the comrades encountered road blocks manned by French 'Poilu, ' who searched them for weapons and explosives. In contrast to the Basques, the French troops weren't friendly towards the Spanish and those suspected of being Communists or Anarchists received particular attention.The men and women were separated. Maybe it was the programming or maybe it was just thefact that it felt... right to me, at that time, but we stood there,hugging one another for quite a few minutes before Eric let go of meand stepped back. The look in his eyes told me everything I needed toknow right then. I could see the friendship and compassion in them andI somehow knew that it was honest and true.I looked back at him and smiled to let him know that everything was allright with me and with this strange but wonderful. "You feeling any better, Ne-A-No?" The old woman asked the boy. "Are you still too warm?"The boy could feel himself becoming ill, the entire time that he had been sitting there, he grew dizzy. "I...I feel so light headed." Elam answered. "My stomach is rolling as much as the thunder."The old woman smiled, "Do you feel it here?" She said touching his aching belly."Yes." Elam groaned, holding his stomach with his hands."It will pass." She calmly replied, "You will be better, Ne-A-No."Sweat beaded.