I'm not saying that I didn't get along with the guys in my squad because I did. As I write this, I can safely say that we're pretty close, and as my s...ory unfolds you'll understand exactly what I mean.After Carla was killed I became even more afraid of the hostile citizens of Iraq. I have a light completion and almost white-blonde hair, which makes me, stand out like a beacon. Being a female in the military makes the indigenous males stair whenever I'm out in public.You can't imagine the bond. I think maybe they must be missing him hence uncle aunty readily asked me to stay with them.They were treating me just like their son. After just two-three days uncle went on his job and told us that he will now return only after a month. It was June's second week and even my college started. It was a early morning college from 7 am till 1 pm.Radha aunty was very religious and traditional person. Despite living in a cosmopolitan city I have never seen her wearing any modern cloths. She always. “Yeah. I think I remember it pretty well,” I laughed nervously.“Jay, I know things have sort of escalated since then. I just don’t want anything to fuck up our relationship. I know this is fucking weird and if we ever got busted or caught, I don’t know what would happen,” said Annie. She was being the voice of reason here. She was saying the things that I’d certainly thought myself but once you have a hard-on you really don’t think rationally anymore.“Look, Ann. I don’t know how much you want. She was dressed as I had told her to, in a short tennis skirt that wouldn't interfere with her legs, and a tank top that didn't have any material to bind across her shoulders. She had tied back her shoulder length blond hair in a ponytail, so the wind couldn't blow it in her face to distract her. The whole outfit was white and the sun made her stand out.Of course she would stand out anyway. She had that indescribable natural beauty that didn't rely on or even need cosmetics. Her skirt swished.