Both lieutenants sat bolt upright. ‘Damn, that was bloody close,’ said Lt. Smythe. Stewart rose and grabbing his Enfield, headed for the door. ‘...’ll check and see how close.’ He stepped outside and the air was cooler compared to the stale air of the dugout. He tucked his scarf that Alice had made him into his tunic and shivered. He stamped his feet on the duck boards. Silently he thanked God that the trench was somewhat dry. He took a deep breath and headed along the trench lines. He started. He would have loved to cuddle with Megan, but it would have been suspicious. They did get together briefly in the laundry earlier."Remember, no hugging while the parents are here," Tony said."Yeah, yeah, I know. Bummer." Tomorrow afternoon we'll get together."Tony was taking two honors classes; that and his swimming allowed him to avoid counting the hours until he would be home. During the easier classes, he eyed the pretty girls with new eyes. He now knew what they looked like for real, not. Just thinking about the dirty magazine made her pussy start to drip and her fingers immediately went between her legs, a slow moan escaped her mouth as she felt how wet and slippery her young pussy was!!! As much as she wanted to just finger her dripping wet pussy and cum like crazy, she wanted to do more, she knew now that she found herself hotter and more willing when she discovered new things and thats exactly what she wanted. New and exiting things to see and do. She got up and walked in. Well-chosen words used to draw in our targets of lust. It is a fishing tactic every angler knows; the fish will be drawn to the most appealing bate they find in the area. This time I was impressed.He was about 6 foot tall, slim and muscular. He was well toned and tanned with blond hair and a short well-trimmed beard and mustache. He had on a tight fitting t-shirt and jogging shorts which outlined a nice package obviously being held in place with a jock strap. The glistening drops of sweat.