At first I stood there frozen but then involuntarily I let my legs start to spread apart. Encouraged by this the woman started to work her fingers und...r the gusset of my panties and onto her bare cunt. This was obviously apparent to the lads as I heard on of them say “give her a couple of fingers missis, she likes that.” So, there I was leant over the table with the woman starting to slip he fingers up my cunt, her husband looking across the table at me with an amused grin and the three lads. But his dove retrievals was comical to say the least. Man chasing dog through mud and muck yelling, ‘Don’t eat the bird.’ I worked with him every day, Retriever training. My uncle had an old book, Training retrievers, that I read backwards and forwards, probably in that order. But I took him out and hunted a squirrel and shot it on the edge of the yard. The little varmints would taunt and tease and get Numchucks to chase them like it was a game of ‘You can’t catch me.’ Running from tree to tree. Millie and Lettie came over on either side of me and put an arm around me. Abby slid in between me and Ab and threw her arms around my hips.I couldn't help it. I started to cry. I know it wasn't manly. I know it wasn't how my Indian ancestors would have reacted. I allowed my wives to lead me over to our wagon and I sat against a wagon wheel and silently let out my grief.Abby climbed on my lap and put her arms around my neck. I buried my face against her shoulder and allowed my grief to run its. Fortunately for Jane, Colonel Esser's orderly happened to be in the foyer and intervened. A long argument ensued about whether "get rid of" meant "return to sender", or "throw out of the building".As the argument continued a young woman who Jane thought looked no more than eighteen was forcibly taken into the Savoy, protesting uselessly that she had no reason to meet any German officer, and that she would be late for her work if she was delayed.Eventually the Colonel's orderly compromised. The.