I left the hot showers, headed back to the outside and got my dirty gearrinsed out and hung up for drying, my boots were soaking wet so I stuffedthem ...ith newspaper to help with the drying.Finally I back at my bunk and getting clean dry gear back on as theCorporal came into our barracks, he calls out Private Rider after everyonegets back here and dressed everyone will be dismissed but you are to reportto the Commander's Office so you had better make sure you're all clean andtidy as he cannot. “Okay, he seems to be asl…” Max didn’t finish the sentence. I immediately assumed that he saw I was naked or maybe saw my underwear. “What…” Max said slowly. “...the…” I felt a small squeeze on my ass as the last word was uttered. “...fuck.”Max had just squeezed my ass! And minutes ago he had just cummed to a dream about fucking my ass! I had to make up my mind! Did I want to loose this opportunity? Fuck no! But why was this happening? He never had shown signs of being gay! He was straight!.... ‘Ride!’ She screamed. I kicked the horse into action, nearly trampling one of our own soldiers, and held on for dear life. The horse thundered through the forest, running at what seemed to be the speed of light. I realized I was screaming again when my throat began to hurt. I closed my mouth and held on tighter. Another small kick and the horse was flying throughout the woods. Part of me was suddenly very happy. This is life, I thought. The speed, the wind. Another part of me said this is. "Daddy!" she exclaims, wrapping her arms around my neck, snuggling into me. "I finally FOUND you!"I invited her in, my predatory mind already thinking what I was gonna do to that luscious young body. (Hey, it's not like we bonded or anything: Here was an eager young woman in my house, gushing over me. My dong began to stiffen.)She had photos and documents. And she looked exactly like my sister Amanda, except for the red hair. (Amanda is blond. Naturally blond, carpet and d****s matching.