I looked around, saw the Corporal whose nose I messed up, pointed at him and said, “And that’s your job.” I pointed to two other Pvts. and added... “And you will help him.”I watched some as they began to unload the pallet then I heard, “Incoming suicide bomber!”I ran over to the side of the roof the where announcement came from. This time it was a little boy and I started to hesitate but George whispered, “Banzai, boys or girls it doesn’t matter to the fucking towelheads as they do the same to. She stops at 5'4" with sandy hair that's all wavy and small tits that ain't worth much. Her ass is what God blessed her with. It's creamy white and shaped the way I like 'em. That don't mean you're goin' to like it, but it suits me just fine.Back when daddy was aroun' she used to cover herself up in a robe. But now that she's gone and found love in a bottle, I get to see a lot more of that ass I want to fuck so much. Yeah, I know there's no quicker way to Hell than by wanting to fuck my own. He holds my hand, and kisses it occasionally. We finally arrive in whistler. First stop, whistler village. I grab my dab pen out of my purse. We take a few puffs then look for a restaurant. We find one, sit down and order our food. We talk then, I notice his hand on my thigh going higher and higher. It lands on my hot kitty. He plays w my clit, I bite my lip. He lets out a smug smirk. Our waiter returns with our food. My daddy links his finger, then winks at me. I giggle. We’re still very much. Kramer: But why a baby girl?Old Man: To make him a man again would be redundant. Let him live a lifethat is completely different from his past one.Kramer: (making goo goo eyes at the baby) But she's all alone. A littlegirl like that needs a mother. Old Man: No problem Kramer. Fortunately I keep some spare bimbos on handfor such as occasion. Oh Bridget, will you come out to the front please?Enter a beautiful woman with long red hair and of course big breasts. Ifthey are real or not, only her.