"They're probably robbin' the bank right this very minute. We intend to stop 'em when they come out. Where the hell is your pistol?" I forgot it." Act...ally, I just got tired of carryin' around the danged thing cuz I never used it."Take cover then an' don't come out until the shootin' is over." Philomena an' Beth took cover behind the buckboard.Well, I wuzn't going into hidin' when my wives wuz getting' ready for a gunfight. I still carried my slingshot an' plenty of lead shot. I saw a ladder. I lay in my rack and retrieved the mind's-eye snapshots I made earlier that morning in the showers.The sop to personal privacy in the Quonset huts did not apply to the latrine. It contained a row of exposed toilets with no dividers between them, a row of sinks and mirrors for shaving, and a concrete block shower room with multiple showers heads poking out of each wall.The new electronics tech, Ran? Rand? Randy? I didn't quite get the name at first, stepped into the shower room and it took all. Her breasts were supple and plump and always felt over her blouse that how plump was those. Her breasts were fully round shaped but swelling like half circle. Though at that time I was full of youth and my sexual thought had been extremely developed, from her activities and behavior I had to change my mind for craving her to sex. Her behavior and activities with me was so mysterious that sometimes I seemed that she was willingly inviting me to the carnal incident but when I took any initiative. I’ve already had a lot to drink tonight, and I’ve already had sex, so I’m already in that frame of mind and it only takes a few minutes of being groped on the dance floor by random guys before I’m horny again and even more light-headed. From across the room, I spot the bachelor party, and they see us at the same time. I elbow Britney and Madeline (they can’t hear me, so we use physical cues) and nod in the direction of the guys, who are already making their way towards us. One of them puts a.