How about I become your private slut? I’ll suck you off whenever you want and you can do anything you want to me.”“You’re not nothing. You’r... my sister and I love you, but I can’t deny that I love the idea of you being my slut. You can start right now.”I pushed my pyjama bottoms down and walked backwards a couple of steps pulling her with me. I sat on a kitchen chair and I pushed her down to her knees between my legs.“I want you to suck my cock. Show me how much you love my cock and what you. It looked like they were arguing. Not too serious, but still. Her oldest, Kevin, had a grin on his face. She knew this grin wasn’t good. He was either trying to make a bargain or a deal or something. She just knew. Cindy still had that look on her face since she told them about the chores. She knew Cindy hated it. Josh too. Maybe Kevin too, but he didn’t show it. ‘What are you looking at?’ her husband asked her from behind. ‘Just the kids. Oh they grow up so fast. I can’t believe Kevin is. My bum knee started protesting after the first hundred yards, but I gritted my teeth and limped on.I raised my hands above my head about five hundred yards from the checkpoint. My nerves tingled as I felt the Bushmaster Cannons on the Bradleys zero in on me. A hundred yards from the checkpoint, I halted."I am an American pilot," I shouted.My simple little declaration kicked over the proverbial anthill. Once I proved my bona fides by producing my ID card the soldiers on the checkpoint treated me. But I should not complain. The air was so filled with beautiful flower aroma. I’d be damned if I was going to give up on paradise, however, and all these new things I had to learn while hitting the ground running.There were BIG cock roaches and other giant bugs plus the pidgin English requiring a close ear, work, learning in order to sound local. I had to learn how to use, wear, Flip Flops, sandals, Go Aheads that hurt between your big toe and the next. Didn’t understand those but everybody.