“She’s been nekkid like that since I...” muttered Loke.“Did you hurt yourself?” Her dad lifted her chin and examined the delicate bruise tha... was appearing where her tits had bounced up and hit her face. The girl shrugged the incident off as she grabbed his hand and Loke’s and climbed the wide stairs, leading them into her room.“I want both of you, just for a change,” she giggled, undoing their belts and zips at the same time.“Just for a change? ... it’s the first time,” exclaimed Nash. “You. .. I never feel totally comfortable... but in lateDecember... with a bit of a wind blowing, and dark outside... Ifelt I could pass.I went into my bedroom to change... the floor was thumping alittle, the guy underneath likes soft rock, and plays veryloudly. Might be a problem, if he's still in later. Damn! I HOPEhe'll go out... otherwise I'll have to slip out and I hate theworry of running into him as I return.I turned to the bed... I'd laid my outfit out already. Dark.Black skirt... fitted.... ?Ser?a muy diferente a afeitarse la cara, como llevaba haciendo casitodas las ma?anas durante media vida? Bueno... s? y no... La mec?nica eramuy similar. El problema fue no conocer mis axilas como mi rostro. Conpaciencia y mucho rato de observaci?n, en unos diez minutos hab?a pasadola cuchilla por todas las partes en las que en alg?n momento podr?aaparecer vello. Me sent?a otra vez un poco est?pida al depilar lo que noten?a pelo.Luego me sent? en la taza y separ? las piernas. Tocaba repetir. I was assigned as a chaplain’s assistant, and we were shipped to Afghanistan as a pair. My main job was to accompany the chaplain, a Major John Collins, to the various forward bases. My secondary job was to protect him. I took that job very seriously. I was rated expert in both 9mm pistol and M-4 rifle. I could also fire a machine gun like the M-60 7.62mm machine gun and the Squad Assault Weapon. I thought I was a real badass and that the chaplain was blowing smoke up my butt. That is until we.