I knew the real reason was that my thoughts kept returning to the Commandant’s sister-in-law stretched out in the horizontal sleeping all by her lon...some just a short ways down the street. The memory of her long slender legs with the rare petite heart-shaped backside that was better suited to a bad woman slut rather than a respectable church-going female of delicate behavior pestered my amorous nature a lot more than I would be inclined to admit.I knew I had passed up the opportunity to dip my. It has to be your fault—that’s what they pay you for. Sirens in the distance. I have Riley taped up – he’s clutching me and wheezing . . . I’m trying to get him into the recovery position without spilling his guts onto the lawn. “Jesus Boss,” he says . . . “Jesus Boss.” “It’s OK sarge. They’ll have you shipped in no time.” I love him. He’s a West Country man – unflappable – he knows how to work the boys – when to hurt them—when to let up – when to diss them – when to drop a kind word in their. You so totally fill me down there that any more would be more than I could take." Remember, you took me in your ass and Miranda's hand in your cunt last night."She grimaced, "And I'm still sore!".I gave her a hug and we went back to the fire. The girl's body had been removed and the three men were gone as well. Marva looked at me and said, "Let's not do that again. Even Camp Bitches shouldn't go that way."I looked at her and said, "Suits me. It's not enjoyable. Miranda crooked her finger and I. And me ofcourse,waiting for an opportunity.with this in mind i asked”dad how about nandita”.dad again gave me mischievous smile.i called dad out “dad are you intrested in nandita”.”now that you ask its difficult to give direct answer,well she is desirable,i have kissed her couple of times and had erections”.i told him my plan and he agreed.it was one difficult week to wait as we prepare mentally to execute our plan.saturday came,that day we made nandita join us and we served her drinks in the.