Geoff turns to her and she puts her face to his chest. He doesn’t know what to do. She shows no emotion to anyone else. She’s a blank slate to the.... Not to Geoffrey, though. Not now. He touches his free hand to her head. After a few minutes she’s better. She looks up at him and puts fingers to his cheek and kisses him, then they walk some more. Before they get back to her room Anne is winded and covered in a fine, itchy sweat. Geoff helps her to the bed and looks at her, wondering about the. Only he didn’t wait for me to relax; with the impatient urgency of youth, he just shuffled forwards across my backside and rammed his tool into me.God, did it hurt! I even yelled-out as he did it; I couldn’t stop myself but it was “my own fault” after all. Thankfully, my exclamation of pain made him hold still for a few moments, while I gathered myself and then consciously gave-in to him. Then he began gathering momentum, pushing and thrusting, urgently bringing himself to what he had decided. The young men were startled being faced with the amount, but they were flush with new found wealth. But that was some serious cash. They discussed it between themselves, never having done this sort of negotiation before. They tried to bargain with her, offering something less.She stood firm, “No, take it or leave it.” She started to look impatient at their wasting her time, often looking at her watch. “There are other people that want to talk to me.”The boys snickered at that thinking is was. Closing his eyes, he thought back to almost 5 years ago. His recon team, Super 5-1, was transporting 3 prisoners to Germany so that they could be questioned and then sent on to Gitmo.5 years agoThe five of them were waiting in a secure hanger at Kandahar Airbase waiting for transportation. They had their prisoners kneeling on the pavement, handcuffed, shackled, and hooded as they watched the C-130 aircraft pull up in front of the hanger. Denise came striding out with the fat customs guy right.