.." She continues, pausing long enough to sip some juice. "...donate them to the Salvation Army." She finishes jokingly, causing some more laughter al... around.'Well, I just hope Julie brought most of the REALLY good stuff with her.' You say to yourself with an impish grin.Inspired by talk of Julie's love of clothes, you start to mentally flip through your own memories of Julie as you helped clean the dishes.At only 5'7", Julie is of somewhat average height, although her long, slender legs and. I got a large towel and laid it on the bed before taking off my knickers. I didn't know where to begin, my tits and pussy were craving attention.One hand went directly to my pussy and the lips parted easily as I felt the slippery inside of my pinkness. My other hand was pulling on my nipples and I could feel the milk begin to flow and squirt over my tummy as I finger fucked my drenched cunt.I changed hands and rubbed my pussy juices onto my nipples and tits and milk onto my hard, exposed. And even with the tears he still saw their names, and the memories came to him thick and fast, even if the minute details were slightly blurred after all this time. He saw them as they first met in the beginning, young and brave and not really understanding what they were doing but determined to be heroes of the regiment. Fools but oh so brave fools they all were.The training was hard and whittled the numbers of recruits down but they all kept going because they all thought they were immortal.. Although at its base level, I did get an interesting rejection of my presence in her body. “Who the fuck are you!” was her immediate response. Or rather her Spirit’s reaction to my intrusion. She was still deeply sedated and yet her Spirit was right there and it had the strength to want to fight me off.Now this is going to sound a little strange to the living, but we connected. Her Spirit quickly got it that it was my heart she was getting and from that point on, there was a feeling of.