Otherwise, I tentatively agreed to do a visit.I was back at Sinjar that evening, and Marilyn agreed to my going into Syria. She wasn’t really thrill...d about that, but I promised to stay completely in the northeastern districts with my Kurdish protectors. I had no death wish. I spent the evening prepping a bag with some spare clothing, my usual combat safari casual, though I left my DCU jacket behind. I didn’t need to be wearing a uniform when I was a noncombatant. The Syrians under Assad would. "I still didn't. An opportunity like this almost never comes aroundtwice. It would be criminal not to take it.So I reached into the bag from the sports store and pulled out theSpeedo bodyskin. It was unworn, a full-body ladies' costume designed forcompetition swimming. The dark grey fabric of the swimsuit wassensuously sheer beneath my fingertips. In seconds I was naked in thebluish gloam of my room, standing in front of the mirror, looking at thelumpen figure with the Medallion around her. Cindy figured if she kept him happy with her willing mouth he would be a big help to her in getting all squared away with the Boy Scout move and she would have a much easier time of it. She just hoped her friends understood the reason for the move was not because she didn’t like the Girl Scouts, but because she wanted that chance at the Eagle Scout badge and it looked right now that it was within her grasp.She was surprised that she could even buy matching camouflage undies to wear under her. I wouldn't be upset. Hell, I'd be happy for him. I'm going to have to talk to him and try to get it through his thick head." She stared at the mirror behind the bar looking annoyed.Susan took another drink. "So, you two are like fuck buddies?"Cat turned back to her. "Bleah. I dislike that term, but basically, yeah. Well, in a way. I teach him. He's a quick learner, but still conservative enough that I can't just throw everything at him at once. Been considering introducing him to water sports,.