She showed us a large round,wooden table that had three bongs on it and six plush leather chairs aranged in a circle. "Sit down! Here! Hit this." Jean...pressed her hand to the back of my head. She guided me forward till I grabbed a hold of the bong in front of me. She lit the bowl and motioned to Billy to do the same.This was the first time either Billy or myself had ever taken a hit of weed that did not come from Jean's lungs first.I thought I was falling over backwards. Jean's laughter seemed. ” Then with a glance at her partner’s tired face, “I know you have to be just as tired as I am, but with the delays we’ve already had, we don’t have time to rest. Think you can make it?”“Piece of cake,” both said in unison as they high-fived, neither believing it for a second.Arlene came to her feet. “Then, let’s see if we can get down that crevice, gully or whatever, without breaking our necks or alerting the Throme. From here on in we keep our camouflage active, which means we don’t make any. Frank mumbled, "Well, I like to support the troops. We can't do enough for our boys in green." And the prize being a three day pass with a transvestite had nothing to do with it, I suppose."Frank retreated to the one thing that he always used, moral outrage. "If you would get your mind out of the cesspool and start thinking like a soldier, you wouldn't make those kind of unclean suggestions. Now, if you gentlemen will excuse me..." with that said, Frank, his bible and his ten raffle tickets. He teasedher through them until she began to wiggle to assisthim in discarding the unwanted barrier. The dooropened, an expletive was muttered, and the door quicklyshut again. Neither were aware. Gently, he stroked herwoman’s flesh. She saw stars. Thoughts of her filled his mind. How soft and velvetyand creamy she felt. It was enough to cause him to losecontrol right then. He noticed her little gasps as hedipped first one finger, then two into her depths andsliding them out again found.