He removed my hat and kissed me on the lips and I kissed him back. It felt right. He removed my shirt and padded bra; the light breeze stroked my in...xplicably sensitive nipples. I sat down and let him pull off my boots and helped him remove my tight jeans. He made love to me there in the wide open beside the lake, very gently at first and later, more vigorously so that I was able to detach from my body and soar amongst the big fluffy clouds above, dipping, floating, soaring, gliding, guided. As I rounded the corner onto the next street I almost jumped out of my skin when, from out of the dark I heard a voice. "Hi Michael!" The voice wasn't all that loud; it was just that I hadn't expected anyone to be there in the dark.As it turned out I was walking by the Guest's house. I went to school with Troy Guest, who was half Philippino. Although he was a small guy, he was a good athlete and we'd been pretty good friends for a while. His dad was born somewhere back east and he'd met Trot's. He was free tonight and wanted to see what we were up to. I told him she was pretty drunk but I'd see what she wanted to do.She said she was almost too drunk and didn't know if she'd be up by the time he got there. I told her I'd have him "wake her up", and she said only if he could get there very soon. She nodded off about five minutes later. He actually arrived very quickly. Turns out he was very close to the hotel at the time he texted us. His brother lived around the corner from the hotel.I. They even had a Panzershrek, the German equivalent to the bazooka, but much more powerful.No question about it, this ambush had to be neutralized ASAP (As Soon As Possible). There were enough troops there at the ambush to spell big trouble for us unless we could get lucky. This was where I thought our WP bazooka rockets could do a lot of good. Harley and Sam set up to fire when I ordered it, and to keep on firing as long as either the MG42 or the Panzershrek were useable.There was no ditch for.