Her actions had saved my life and 50 million+ others. She died several days after returning from her tasks due to radiation poisoning. I had hopes to ...arry her after the war. I was at her bedside when she died. I still after all these years grieve the loss.Paula noticed the tears in my eyes and asked me if there was something wrong. I said that seeing the Annabelle Hudson was bringing back some painful memories. I told her I’d tell her about it some time. Paula accepted that and held me around. Anyway, I worked 14 hour night shifts, 6 days a week. I would do my laundry at about 2-3 a.m. on my day off. One night, I went to the laundry tent to do my laundry and holy shit, Ashley was there stuffing here DCU's in the washer. We exchanged pleasantries and professional courtesies and small talk about what was going on. I sat down on a wooden bench to wait for my laundry to wash and she asked me if I was going to be in the laundry tent while my clothes were washing. I told her that, yes, I. She then ripped off Kevin's shirt; the same reaction happened. Kevin moved his mouth down to her nipples and sucked one of them before clamping his teeth down on it. Hard. The girl screamed and squirmed and Kevin repeated the action to the next nipple. I slowly un-buttoned my shirt. My silk purple bra come off too, at the same time Kevin ripped the girls skirt off. I slowly pulled on my pink nipples. My breasts were bigger than the girl's at 34C. I groaned softy as I saw the wet patch on her. He touches me and my body trembles under his touch, the flirting never ends and the tension continues to grow. Its getting harder to resist the urges and now I know he feels the same way. Torn by my sexual feelings for him, not sure if its his age or the fact I have grown so close to his mother. What ever it is has crippled me making me unable to make the crucial first move, so I often find myself in his presents wanting craving even silently begging in my head for him to do it. Just make the.