One had died at the scene, the other had been barely alive when they’d got to her but had died in the ambulance en route to the hospital. Once again...it had hit both men hard. John was better able to cope than Simon, but neither had been feeling like going out. They, Patty and Marianne had shared a quiet evening together down at the ‘Cross Keys’. Little had been said beyond the bare bones, but it had been enough to bring tears to both girls’ eyes. Tonight, Simon was determined not to let that. "You busy?" Just folding clothes with Mom. Come on in." He stood back to let Mark in, his stomach clenching and churning. When Mark stepped in, Tad closed the door and returned to the couch without another word.His Mom was looking between the two of them with a blank expression. She gathered her folded clothes and stood. "I'm gonna go put these away and start cleaning my bathroom," she announced while giving Tad a significant look.Tad returned her look with a nod and continued folding clothes.. Here also pilots and observers arrived en route to a squadron posting. Their days were busy and their nights became increasingly riotous following the arrival of a small contingent of Australians. Like Phillip and Peter, they had volunteered for a transfer from the Infantry and were intent on making the most of their short-lived reprieve from the fighting. One of them managed to 'borrow' a truck on the last evening of their stay and Phillip and Peter were invited to join them on a foray into. She held my arm and as she smashed her hard nipples against it she told me that she was staying home with me tonight. I was happy that she was staying home but I had to hide my disappointed that she wasn't going to have her sexy little pussy beat up by a thick cock. I grown to love listening to her tell me about how she had sex as I carefully and softly clean her vagina with my mouth. She saw through me and told me to not be sad, that she was going to enjoy spending time with me. Then she stood.