That year I made sure that this year I have to fuck her anyway.I used to think everyday how can I fuck her and then my dream came true.One day it was ...aining heavily after the school as our schools in India starts in the month of monsoon.We all students arrived our home at 2:30 pm as our school used to get over at 2:10 pm and all our teachers used to go their home at 5:30 pm.So as I said it was raining heavily and I was alone at home as my mom went to Mumbai that morning and was going to come. "We need to let the cats have some, Son," he told me. Pa had a very strong sense of conservation. "Never over hunt or over fish an area," he admonished me from time to time. Today, all these self appointed messiahs preach as their own particular brand of wisdom what my Pa took to be a self-evident truth.When we got to the quarry, I peeled out of the truck and was up in the bed, ready to hand my father his rifle first and then mine to him second to hold till I jumped to the ground. I took mine. The original was in German.{Tank leader, where are you? Where are we? All I can see is a sea of grass. This is not the North African desert! Oh, my God, what is that charging at us. It looks like a picture of a dinosaur that I saw in a school textbook. I may be dreaming, but I cannot take a chance. Gunner, kill that thing, whatever it is!}AI broke in with an FM transmission in German. {Tank commander, you are not dreaming. Turn south and head for a paved highway you will soon see. Go west on. " Not all that much. A few times."I reached out and cuped one of her fine tits in my hand, "I bet they all love these." and I squeezed it and rolled it in my hand. She closed her eyes and softly moaned her pleasure. I pinched the nipple and she gasped quietly. She made no move to stop what I was doing. I was sure she wouldn't. After a couple of moments of enjoying she said in a whisper, "Jim might come in..." No he won't, he just sits on his ass and hollers for you to do something." and I.