“That’s suppression and can do more harm than good. You need to work through the emotional turmoil.”I stood there, wondering what good it would ...o me. “Do rape victims go to therapy?” I asked. It seemed the closest parallel.“Statistically, rape victims who go to therapy recover more quickly than those who don’t,” she said. “Don’t get me wrong, it’s still traumatic and it takes time to work through that, but with help anyone can make it.” She studied my face for a second. “It seems to me, you’ve. He knew she was this close, just this fucking close to losing it all. He reached around between her legs and began to softly tickle and manipulate her rock hard clit; she continued to fuck herself with the dildo while he fucked her in the ass with his cock. That tiny moment of distilled clarity was all that it took. Suddenly, the whore’s self-control seemed to break, for she arched her back and pushed back into his cock hard, real hard. ?Bastarddd! Youuu bastarddd! You want me to call you. I stood there and it felt as if nothing was there, all the men were standing around and the top came down to just below my shoulders, It would not take much for anyone to look over the top of the rail and see everything.Marc came up and one man who had been lingering close by, keen to see me, 'You OK', he asked me, as I cast a wicked look?I started to undress and was soon nude from the waist up. Marc stared at my breasts and finally put his hand inside the curtain and tweaked my nipples.My. Desk Rider had initially been unhappy that we were late with our report, but by the time the CO finished, they were excited.After the CO got off the radio with Desk Rider, Sawyer and I explained what had happened at the old camp in Cambodia and what an 'Ammunition Malfunction' was. He was suitably amazed."We are going to need a portable radio," I told them after all of the explanations were done. "Plus we may need to start monitoring the radio 24/7 for updates." That could be difficult," Sawyer.