I gotta have that dolly for my own. Thanks very much, as always, to Techsan for his quick and accurate editing! A special thanks to DG for joining me ...n a bit of fun. A TIME OUT OF LIFE Our platoon was pinned down by a VC sniper hidden on a hill at the end of the valley. No one had been able to get a hard fix on his location. It was Thanksgiving Day in 1965 but no one was eating turkey. We were in a long valley near the Phu Bai airfield trying to locate a Viet Cong force that had been sending. There were sounds from diesel engines to all kinds of crunching and crashes. It was loud enough to have all the girls in the kitchen before we left for work. They wanted to go watch. I told the make sure they stayed well out of the way if they did.When I walked into the office the night supervisor handed me a stack of messages that had come in this morning. Joe from maintenance had the second Homer the pervert ready for me to test out. It had improvements over the first one. The maintenance. What was he talking about Sammy?"Poor Edwina had needed to hold the phone a foot away from her ear, so piercing was the squawk of high pitched and hysterical laughter from Samantha, who put her recovery back weeks that day from laughing herself silly! When the sordid mechanics of this particular sexual pastime had been painstakingly explained to her she had felt sick. When Sammy had further told her how the same thing could be done with two ladies and that she and Gloria were the world's most. M.The poor girl had had a very rough night, and it would get worse when she saw the screaming tabloid pictures! We both laid her back down upon the bed, and while leaving her tied and blindfolded, we again rekindled her passions and did allow her permission this time to come loudly for us. Her screaming final release of orgasm probably woke any neighbor that was still sleeping.She cried in our arms for the next several hours, and genuinely seemed very sorry for having been a 'total and utter.