"What's your name son?" I asked trying to calm him down."I'm Adar. I'm ten years old," he said in his best English."Adar, I'm Jason and I going to hel... you. Everything's going to be all right. Just don't move your foot, ok?" I'm scared, I don't want to die," replied Adar."You're not going to die if I can help it. Just do what I say. Hold your foot steadfast and don't move it."I stayed with Adar as the other soldiers took the rest of the children to safety. When everyone was outside in a safe. By early evening we were all quite drunk, but somehow I managed to find a spot to park near the Mosel River and got out my small tent and two sleeping bags to set up with the frauleins, help. No need for a camp fire in the heat so with a girly giggle the frauleins stripped off their clothing and climbed in my age sleeping bags. A good thing I had a good command of deutsch as I doubt I,d have got far with these lovelies without it as they invited me to strip off and join them. Instead of. . "well it's the same sad story lover boy. It's a piece of rubber and fucking plastic. Trust me, if I had a flesh and blood cock, I would have pushed it in your mouth a long time ago, I choke and gag on cocks all the time, but I keep going. 'Let's see how you do. Don't puke all over me. You want me to keep going, or just pack up and walk out the door? All I can do today is give you an experience you will never ever forget as long as you live. I like the thought that you'll still be jacking off. His plan was to ride through the circling Indians, but not stop at the Army patrol. He wanted to ride on through the Indians and, once clear, reload and charge back. He hoped that this would be enough to drive the Indians away. If not, they would keep going back and forth until the Indians were all dead or did leave. John was sure that their pistols would give them enough of a firepower advantage that they could beat the Indians soundly.Shiply's Troop rode a little closer; Seth had worked out a.