” That made the Chief of Staff sit up, and he wrote a few notes down. “Then there’s just a few little things. Load up on Kurdish flags and fly t...em on every vehicle you have! It’s good for morale, and it lets the locals know we are the good guys. That and load up on some candy for little kids and food for everybody. We can organize relief convoys afterwards through Kurdistan and Turkey.” The Chief of Staff kept taking notes, and a few of the other commanders tossed out some similar ideas.There. ”Jim chuckled and nodded, “So I am.” He got up and undid his belt and unbuttoned his jeans before pushing them and his boxers to the floor, his thick nine-inch penis springing free pointing nearly straight up.“Damn, that’s huge!” Harper said sitting up a little to get a better look at Jim’s throbbing cock, “I wasn’t expecting it to be that big.”“You saw my pics, didn’t you?” Jim said chuckling, stroking his thick baby-maker slowly letting a bead of pre-cum form at the tip.Harper nodded but. " They are," she laughed. "I nipped over to the discount store for some denim shorts and saw these, I thought you might like them." I do mum," I leered. "Oh believe me I do, but how am I supposed to climb trees with an erection like this?"She reached up and kissed me lingeringly."Just keep thinking about where you're going to put it when we've finished," she said softly. "How's this for a scenario? A warm bath, some cold champagne, and a hot, horny woman." Champagne?" Well cider then, oh and a. I yelled some more. What? No, I don't mean YELL at her, not the way you seem to be implying. Not loud anyway. I keep my temper. Sure, there was that time when I asked her to get my creel and she slipped off that rotten log and fell into the river. That was something to yell about. She disturbed the water so bad I didn't get a decent cast for the rest of the day. And to top it off she lost my creel while she was swimming to shore. Course it did look mighty funny watching her splash around.