Their shackles and handcuffs were checked to see that they were securely fastened, and then they were led to their bunks inside. Each bunk served as t...e prisoner’s dining table, and a trusty had laid out a sumptuous supper of corn pone and fried pig fat on a tin plate. Boss said that prisoners on the punishment detail were not allowed to use their hands for anything but working and wiping, so the men had to kneel and eat like animals with their faces in their food. The meager meal was always. I became so horny, gently I slid my hands under the elastic of my pajama's until my middle and index finger found what they were look for. Gently I massaged my self, becoming very wet as I heard yet another soft moan. Lust driven I stroked my ever wetning clit I held in my moans and replaced them with the occasional sharp intake of breath... Careful so that he would not become aware of my nights activities...cough It didn't take long for that fimilar blissful sensation to take me for a ride. I. The civilian volunteers, including a number of fairly attractive female Union sympathizers, were dishing out some delicious soup and crisp crackers from some local bakery that had donated all their stock to feed the hungry troops. It was the sort of support that would probably never get recognized and complimented by medal or award, but was vital for the morale of the troops that were often forgotten when the danger had subsided.I reclined against a bale of cotton watching a pair of young. Rounds were impacting all around us, our Hummer had been hit several times and three tires were flat. Holes in the armor were very apparent. The windshield had taken several hits and was starred.Webb still sat there calmly reloading and firing, Doc still at the rear corner laying down fire with the 249, Connors MK19 had run dry and he was firing his M4 from the roof hatch, using the MK19 for cover.It seemed an eternity as the wounded were loaded and cutting the flight crew out of the helo. It.