I was still taking the sedatives and now anti-depressants. We went to the memorial service and it was beautiful. Julie led me around to the other wido...s so I could tell them how sorry I was with their loss as well and hear mine from them. We all got together for a group hug and crying jag after TAPS was over, each carrying our flag. We were all Green Beret’s wives except the two pilots of the aircraft but we welcomed them into our group hug as if they were. General Stockman came up to the group. They were making counter synchronous moans, each louder than their partner’s previous one. This overture was limbering up to a crashing crescendo, their hearts were the drumbeat and their cries were the melody. Syd launched his essence into Fujiko, four chords of white liquid, bathing her interior. Finally the curtain came down and they clung to each other, the shower sounding its ovation. They were too exhausted to move as the warm water spray slowly cooled them down. It was evening, Fujiko. What was the point of staying in there? I had nowhere else to run.I felt my breasts loose against my chest. Flushing with embarrassment, I folded my arms over them."What is your name, little one?"I blinked. The question was totally unexpected. "S-sarah."The Velqui smiled. It actually looked pleasant. "Now, I wish you to answer truthfully, little Sarah. Have you any shielding?"I looked at her oddly. "Shielding? You mean... like against the nano?" Yes, against the nano."I shook my head. I didn't. Once we landed in Saudi Arabia, of course, life was not exciting at all, we had months of sitting around, training and preparing. With a group of other guys, life was dull without female company. It was during this time I discovered the pleasures of the hijab and the burqa. I know I was extremely sexually frustrated with no contact with women and wanking was not relieving the sexual frustration which made things much worse. But, the site of a woman in a hijab really pulled her facial features.