It all really did happen and I have set it down the best my memory can recallI was still at college and had to work in a pub to supplement my income. ...he lounge bar of this high street pub was always very busy but I worked in the much quieter public bar where all the local lads drank. I usually worked on my own but some nights if it was very busy a woman call Jane would help out. Jane was about 30 though she seemed much older to me at the time for I was only 18 then. She wasn't the prettiest of. Their artillery could be a problem but if they are like the needle guns used in India they only have a range of about a mile. Our mortars could give them a nasty surprise so the only real problem will be the aircraft if they use bombs. I therefore propose that when we know they are due to attack we mount a raid to destroy them first.” He looked around the room as each head nodded in agreement.Stanley spoke up, “Forty-eight of the Home Guard have volunteered to guard the howitzers.”David smiled,. "I know that; Connie told me," Willie said. "I didn't call you about working, Mavis--Mrs. Moran. I want you to come down to my office as soon as you can. Something has come up--something disturbing." In a little bit," Mavis murmured, disturbed by Willie Quentin's stern tone.She replaced the receiver and hitched her panties into place, snug over her butt and plush, hairy mound. He actually sounded disturbed and slightly angry, she thought, dressing quickly and hurrying downstairs and getting her. They listened as someone emptied their gun at something. They started running toward the cabin.A half-hour earlier...Béla awoke feeling relieved and refreshed. The last few days were receding into unpleasant memories. She reached across the bed to Jake. He wasn’t there. She opened her eyes. Maybe he was out getting firewood.“Jake,” she said, sitting up, “I’m still horny, baby.”“Aw, ain’t that sweet!” an unfamiliar voice said from the other side of the room.Startled, Béla’s senses were.