I’m going to the store, now and get that sausage and ‘kraut. Is there anything else you need? Would you like to come with me? Get out of the house...for a while?’ She could see the invitation was more a need for company than anything else. ‘All right, James, just let me tell Bethany.’ ‘OK, get a wiggle on, then, girl.’ He laughed and got ready to leave. He looked at the pages covered with ink. Was it more an answer to the idiocy of the other book? Or was it something to take his soul away from. A fourth American was killed as he tried to escape. The remaining three Americans were all taken prisoner and taken away, and nobody knew where they might be, or their condition. It was the worst single day in the Tenth Mountain Division’s time in Iraq, even worse than the four we had lost at Yankee North.It was a real wakeup call throughout Iraq. Up and down Routes Malibu and Indigo, doors were being kicked in. If there was even a suspicion that an Iraqi might know something, they were being. She tried getting James to work things out with him but he always came back somewhat confused as to why he had such strong feelings about the issue. Only Karen knew the true nature of Michael's emotions lay in his jealousy and she blamed herself for the uneasy tension that had been simmering between the two of them for several weeks now."I'm going to go get James, the operator said the delivery girl should be by momentarily so could you wait for her at the door?" asked Karen."Oh... he's here?". It was a welcome, good pain. I then felt another sensation of coolness. This time, Jimmy had squirted some of the lube directly onto my asshole. I froze, knowing what was about to happen but allowing the event to unfold like a spectator, rather than the participant I was. I had tried anal sex before with my ex-boyfriend. The first time was horrible but the second time was somewhat pleasurable. He was only five inches long, though. Jimmy was eight inches and much thicker. I was scared.