I examined the photo version of myself critically. Yep, I still passed muster. And not just with adolescent boys either. I wear a bikini when I tan be...ause I like the way I look with tan lines when I’m in the buff. But I don’t want a mommy bikini any more than I wear mom jeans. So this picture showed plenty of skin.Walker wandered in, looking for me. “Walk, let’s take this old shot down, it’s almost two years old.”He wasn’t fooled, knew I was just kidding about his treasured photo. He was proud. Why should we give a shit about those assholes or their families?" It's part of the rules of warfare, Hicks," Drogan said. "You collect and account for enemy dead when practical and feasible." You mean like the way they accounted for Sanchez?" he asked.Sanchez's body had been found on the way out — fortunately not by those who had known him but by an infantry platoon on their way to collect marine bodies. Though the tracks of the tank that had run him down had long since been obliterated by the. She inched over to Holly and untied her halter-top, letting it fall down to her stomach where it was still tied around her midriff. Standing there in white bra, the blonde again reached around and unclasped it and let it slide from Holly’s shoulders. Holly tried to cover up but the blonde would have none of that. I looked (or should I say stared) over at her. Holly’s breast stood firm with her little dime sized nipples sticking out. Was it the coolness in the air or was it her own excited state. I hated her at that moment. She belonged only to me, a weakling?-Slut! -I am a bit choked her. She pulled away and bit my wrist. -Ssuka! -I hissed. The feeling of warm wet bodies of the b**sts tore my roof. Pressing the girl with one hand, I undid his trousers and pulled out standing member. She smiled boldly. I drove it sharply into wet and warm pussy girls. Slut bent over and covered her eyes. I came out of her and she immediately grabbed me in the back with sharp claws, tearing the skin. I.