Slowly, the sound of gunfire tapered off from either side of them.Slowly, deliberately, C stood up, leaving his weapon on the ground. He pulled his si...e-arm from its holster and dropped it slowly beside the rifle. Then, with slow deliberate movements, he locked the fingers of both hands and put them behind his head. All around him, the men of his unit began standing up and emulating his movements. A few minutes later a woman came leading a squad over the ridge from the east and lined the men. He sat back in his chair and looked down at her still angry at being disturbed. The look of anger frightened Ann and she asked him if she should carry on.“No Ann” he replied, “I don’t feel in the mood now so clean my cock with a tissue and get back to work”. He pulled a tissue from a drawer in the desk and passed it to her. She wiped his cock down removing the saliva and making sure it was dry. She put the tissue down, carefully slid his semi-erect cock into his boxers and zipped up his. I won, and twisted off the top on the longneck bottle, handing it to her. Her nails were amazingly done up, not that I would've normally noticed such a thing. Most of the girls I'd gone out with didn't believe in nail polish. But Bambi was definitely no college student, even though I would guess she was about 19.She took a swig from the bottle. As she drank, I noticed her tongue was pierced. I guess I was staring at her; she laughed at me. "What are you looking at? Is it my tongue?" She. Point being, I haven’t been my usual social self until recently. Now I’m getting back to normal, or as close to it as I ever do get. Rachel is one of the few people I consider a friend here. Which means seducing her baby brother is probably not a really good idea. I’m trying to avoid it, but he keeps sort of popping up, all hopeful puppy eyes and gangly legs. I can tell by the way he looks at me when he thinks I’m not paying attention that he has a little crush. It’s sweet. Well, sweet and.