I left her my Subaru. The day before we were to deploy, we loaded all my gear that I wasn’t taking to Iraq into the back of the Subaru. I could have...stored it in the secured storage at the motor pool but saw no reason for that. My brothers could drive it until I returned. Then I kissed her one last time and sent her back to Matucket. I was going back to war.Once we got to Kuwait, we took several days to acclimate and gear up, then we met up with some guys from the 101st Airborne who would be. .just like Laz made me feel. I took my other hand and slid it Down my sweats too. I took my index finger and pushed it inside of me. I kept perfect rhythm with both of my hands as I worked my pussy. I closed my eyes and I saw Laz looking at me with those sex eyes. I could hear the echo of that grunt of his. I stuck two fingers inside of me now. I began to go faster as harder. I moaned louder as I kept going. My heart was racing as I rubbed my clit hard. I couldn't get him out of my head. I. It was amazing how comfortable everyone was with each other in the Escalade. Even Susan was joining in the conversations more.Once in Santa Fe, I guided us to the gallery I loved. There were sculptures by a young artist that were excellent. Periodically he worked in the gallery to entice more sales. It so happened he was there and had a sketch of his next endeavor. He hadn't started working the clay yet but said he would within the next few weeks. I told him I would like to buy the first one. My loins stirred, my time had come. It had been all I could do over the past week to not flog my log in anticipation of the arrival of that most perfect set of Scottish ass cheeks. I wanted to have a full load, for Karen at least, but perhaps also for my lovely wee Scot. Ailsa had arrived, and I was aching to make her sing like a set of bagpipes. I might even be satisfied just to get my paws on her ass, my mouth to her lily white breast, my lips to her damp open mouth. I brought her weekend.