Ther were civilians: men, women, and children, plus eight of my marines, laying everywhere. Fifteen more civilians and four more of my soldiers and I ...ere critically injured. My squad was wiped out. The enemy knew we were coming, and when we would be there. They picked the perfect spot to ambush us. We slowed down, to mingle with the locals, following the protocol handed down by the brass. My men paid dearly for stopping that day. When it was finally over, and I woke up in Germany, I was. Alison walks in and heads straight for the stocked bar. She pours herself a drink, and Chris and I grab a beer. Alison quickly excuses herself to use the restroom. All of a sudden you hear Alison yell out "There is a Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom". Chris and I get up to go take a look at it. She suggest we all get in it. I told her we don't have our bathing suits with us and Chris said he didn't have his either. She said "it's ok, can go naked." I wasn't sure if I really wanted to or not. I told. He’s tall, has a bit of a belly, dark brown hair, and green eyes. I’d seen him naked once or twice but that wasn’t anywhere close to what I was about to get!He was taking off his snowmobile gear and then I heard him taking off his cloths (his bed was right next to mine and so I was just imagining what was happening behind my back) he undressed and went outside to go pee. I was sporting a boner just thinking about his naked body! He came inside and stood between our beds where we both leave our. ”“We tried to stop a friend of ours from being molested and we landed in jail,” Stacy shot back. “Maybe if the cops in this town weren’t such pieces of shit, you’d have two drunk frat boys here instead of us.”“Take it easy, Stacy,” Katelyn advised before turning to the police officer. “We’re neither drunk nor stoned. My mother is a police officer, too. We were at Hooligan’s Bar – drinking non-alcoholic beverages when two men, who were probably both drunk and stoned, grabbed one of our friends.