Im trying to see sausage tonight."Tina waved adios to Gazelle and walked out the back door. She walked through the back alley past all the garbage and...beer cans pressing on the brick walls. So Tina moved through and wished she brought tennis shoes instead of her stripper heels. It was really dark back there and it always creeped her out but she saw the street light up ahead and kept moving. Her heels clicked but there wasn't any other sound. But then, someone grabbed Tina's neck and she. Her legs were covered with a pair of black nylons. Her red hair was somewhat in disarray however and her face was showing trepidation. She'd been the star performer in more than one of my masturbation fantasies. I particularly liked to visualize her pussy. Was it covered with red hair like her head? She was hot; and a college student at that. My brother had always had a way with the opposite sex, ever since junior high school. But with Theresa he'd outdone himself. Greg was still in high. It's so hard. I suddenly stay still and I start to get a Hard On, my mind started to image my wife in the shower with another guy and getting banged with a really big hard dick. The more sound came from the shower the hard I got. She sounded like she was getting pounded hard and then came the finally climax and I heard her scream YES YES YES. Then everything went quite and heard the shower keep going and it sounded like she was finishing up. Then I hear her say that was get great I feel so. Blow a man to pieces and his fellows will wipe the jam from their faces, say a prayer for their departed chum and soldier bravely on like the good little drones they are."Schreck leaned forward and lowered his voice."However ... Maim that man, cripple that man, take off a foot or a leg, now that's a different matter entirely. Your little tin soldiers, well they can't leave their mate behind, can they. They've got to stop, patch him up, tourniquet the stump. Then they've got to get him back to.