Before the end of the night the group dubbed me “Axe-wound Arthur”, abbreviating it to AWA (ax-wound is a British slang term for vagina).When I go... back to quarters there was a phone message in my mailbox at the front desk that read, “I’ll pick you up at 3:00 pm on Friday. Pack a few things, your razor, and your toothbrush. We will be away ‘til Sunday evening, Colette.”Holding my backpack, I stood in front of my residence hall. It was still warm, so I put in a pair of shorts and an extra. I made up a very nice place that we could be alone to "explore" each other. It was more playing and to have fun because we sure knew every inch of the others body. I was amazed with the way he would get hard so fast. I would fondle his balls with one hand and his penis with the other hand. He asked me if I ever thought about kissing his penis like he did to my slit. I told him that I did, so he asked me if I wanted to do it now. I was a very willing and ready female at that point even at. "I could tell by the expression on his face he wasn't happy about it but he didn't say anything other than, "Well, climb in because it's going to be a hell of a ride. The last trip we lost two trucks and one Humvee."The Captain took the passenger seat, Jack and I piled into the back and we moved into the middle of the convoy.Jack leaned over and a bit too loudly stated, "He sure didn't seem to like the fact that you are going to be the gunner."The driver heard him and answered, "That's right!. Ashley forgot herself and moaned - pressing into his fingers; seeking the release she’d been building up to in her mind all day.Shaun continued pinching her nipple and brought his mouth down to her neck. Kissing teasingly as his fingertips worked on her clit. He slipped his hand to the left ever so slightly and dipped a finger under the lace fabric of her thong. Searching, he found her wet lips and slid his finger towards her tight hole. Finding his target, he brutally shoved his finger.