I can see now that he saw me as a young soldier, rather than a civilian, and he did what NCO's always do for young soldiers. I had never worked on a w...rd processor before (this was 1979, they weren't that common at that time) and so he showed me the ins and outs of that. He was very patient with me and I appreciated his patience and his efforts to teach me. I looked up to him a great deal. He had this gorgeous body...really I've noticed all Marines do...and I wanted him. I knew he was married. “What happened next?” “The woman asked the little girl, after her second orgasm, if she wanted to be a woman now. The girl nodded, and the woman gestured to her husband. He came over and slid his cock right into her pretty little pussy. She was so wet she didn’t feel any pain. She didn’t bleed either. The man fucked her until she came, and then he flipped her over and started squeezing her cute little ass, lubing it up with her pussy juices. Grandpa, he fucked her ass, too! He was gentle, but. We could not believe what we were seeing. We were convinced that it was fake. But we were fascinated by it.Jean got back on the golden shower thing. I said " even if I did agree where the hell would we do it. It will be a mess."Jean said " we could get in the shower."I was still against it. She said " it won't be much different then having cum all over you and it is easier to clean off."I didn't know what to say to that so I shout up. The subject was dropped at that point.One day while laying. It was over. Not that there was ever any worry that it would go wrong. The suitcase carried twenty kilos of Heroin base. Had she been caught with it she only had to hold her nerve and explain that it wasn't her suitcase. Only a confession could trap a courier using 'the swap'. She would never have confessed to knowing that the suitcase that wasn't hers contained heroin. But even that was behind her now. In front of her was an anonymous payment of fifty thousand pounds.And then what? Sarah was.