"I wanna suck on your fuckin' hard cock" she went on "Feel your fuckin' hard cock in my fuckin' mouth" she added Ron looked at me and saw me smiling, ...Go ahead man" I said to him "Let's use the ladies room" Carmen told him and she got up and headed for the restroom. Ron got up and looking about, slowly, made his way after her and when he made sure no one was looking, slipped into the ladies room. I followed and when I entered, Carmen was already on her knees and undoing his pants. I would. Plus, her hair was black, a pretty obvious dye job,which seemed like a waste to him; a girl ought to dye her hair blonde, ifany color. She looked more like that creepy chick from that horror movieabout the video tape than anything else.Dale looked over the form, filling out the initial details such as hisname and birthday. He was briefly tempted to put down some joke name, butthought better of it, in the interest of getting the tickets in his name.The remainder of the form went into some. "Hello, Mister Soldier, my name is Ada. I am sixteen today and my papa is the station master. The train going west is late this morning. His tape machine told him it won't be here until three-quarters of ten."Horst was amused at the small girl's directness. Actually, she was as old as his Bettina the last time he saw her just before leaving for the eastern front. He was returning to the godforsaken place after a two week leave back home. He had not visited Bettina because he felt she was far. He feels her arms move to his back. She grasps him to her, holds him tightly as if she cannot be alone and apart. Suddenly, what had been a protective clutch for her and for him, is overwhelmingly mutual, the intimate embrace of two souls. He feels her arms slacken. Fatigue? Something else? First her eyes seek out his, and then their lips are joined. He feels her softness, her lips so open to him, the light touch of her tongue to his, but most of all, he feels himself melt into her. ~ She cooks.