My water gear was in a separate bag that everything wet would go into for the ride back from the lake.I also packed the medical kit I shipped home fro... Okinawa with my other equipment. It didn't have any of the high powered meds it used to. As with my automatic weapons, grenades, and other too lethal for home items, they belonged to the Corp and they wouldn't let me keep them. I'd added some more acceptable civilian alternatives to the pack in their place. I knew how to use what was in the kit. Then she looked at me, and everything that needed to be said between us was in that look. Now she knew.At dinner it was good having her filling the chair across from me. When it’s just the three of us we don’t talk much. Hadiya was interested in what Cha and Me did, what their life in Vietnam had been like, and they were interested in hers in Pakistan. Me had made one of her best stir-fry mixes with wonderful seasonings. The bite-sized bits of chicken and veggies made it easy for Hadiya to eat. Then he sat down behind her and put her on him kissing and sucking her wet and half-opened lips. Someone knocked at the door, we could hear voices but we didn’t stop our rhythmical motions – it was beyond our power. There were no knocks any more, I guess the employees decided there was nobody here.Meanwhile Vicky raised Maria’s butt supporting her elastic buttocks with his large palms and from below he entered her second hole causing a long moaning of pleasure. Now she was moving feeling two. Uncle always used to be out of station and Aunty had quite a few servants at home to help her, but still used to call me over for some or the other help. As time passed we came very close and I used to share almost everything to her as a friend. Coming to the present- Few months back, I started noticing that aunty was not as open or happy as she used to be and will always end up saying ok, yeah, huh, etc etc. Now let me describe about her and me- I am an average looking guy, with normal looks..