And then he remembered what had happened. He saw images: his wife below him. Was she screaming? Her arms fought like nervous tentacles. He felt a burn...ng on his face. Scratches still bled. He ran his hand across the sheets and touched areas of perspiration. The sheets were stained with blood. He tried frantically to piece together last night’s events.“Was it all a dream?” he heard himself asking.In an attempt to recover, he lifted his head from the pillow, but the aching and pounding defeated. We decided to meet at her place as she lived alone, on my way I took some chocolates and pastries for her. I reached her home she opened the door and my gosh!!!! She was looking prettier than ever.She was wearing a black night suit with black netted robe over it knotted perfectly over her 34 waists. Her hair were slightly tied with single pony,she had light brown horny eyes which gave instant erection to my soldier, a perfect nose, and slightly pink cheeks beside them,nice rose lips inviting me. Growing up, I always hear, "Gee, a girl would get jealous over your figure and that head of hair." Well, since I always felt that this "girl" was predestined to be just that.It's warm enough to go sockless and I slide into a pair of tan leather sandals. My legs are dark enough to look fine without stockings. I shaved them yesterday and they still pass muster.I find a white cotton bra. I hold it up and wonder if I should wear or not wear. Hmm. I pull out a little white tee, cap sleeves, exposed. Pineapple was sending all his love at the RPK position with his 60 as he scooted up the right flank keeping the river to his right. Over the firing, I began to hear the deep rumble of the boats coming in. From my right and further forward than I expected, Chief's voice yelled out to take cover. Artillery started dropping in front of us and it was danger close as we were picked up off the ground and tossed back down with each impact. The tree line in front of us was being pushed back as the HE.