"This happened in Afghanistan?" No, Tajikistan. That's one of the few details I did get."I stopped pacing as I made a decision. No parent would ever a...cept so few details on their child's death. If the answers were not here, then I would go where the answers were. And the military was going to cooperate. Under the hardship leave rules, they had to let me attend the funeral.This time, it was going to be my family tradition. I had told Daniel about it a while ago, and he approved heartily. We. But her mother's frequent tales were beginning to influence what Rosa wanted for her life after she gained her independence from her parents. Soon Rosa's sexual fantasies were filled with images of her appearing nude in front of an attractive male, who then proceeded to have his way with her in any way he wanted. While keeping these thoughts carefully concealed from her mother Rosa soon decided it was something she actually wanted to experience as soon as possible after she became. It was about fifteen years before on a night out partying with the help of cocain we invited a friend of ours, my high school classmate and her hair dresser to join us. It was a first for all of us but very comfortable with the aid of the d**g. She was so lovely fucking us both and taking our cum then just relaxing at the table for drinks and small talk naked. We fucked til sun up before heading home. It was very sexy and Erikas attitude made the night for us. Soon we were out weekly looking to. The fresh air is invigorating and the view ever changing as we approach. All too soon we are there and Marco gets down, seeing to the others first. Sylvia is waiting and hops into the cart before Marco takes us to his uncle’s house. Once there, he helps me down, all but picking me off my feet and kissing me as he puts me down. “I must go amore mio, I will see you after the prize giving” he says as the front door to the house flies open, and we are welcomed by a multitude of relatives, some but.