He acted as if my life hadn’t changed forever, as if it wasn’t the best night of my life! I tried to play it cool also, like I didn’t care if he...ignored me, but when he did finally acknowledge me with a wink of his eye, I’m sure I blushed like a little girl, and my heart raced. The rest lf the the night was a blur. It was only a series of waiting moments til I saw him again, always in passing, but waiting for another wink. Anything to let me know if was thinking about me also. Towards the end. He was so gentle. then my legs, back then front as he turned me around. I spread my legs and the wash cloth on my pussy felt good. I watched as he washed my belly. Then to my breasts; he soaped them real good. He kept running the washcloth over my nipples and they were getting hard again. He rinsed them and then he put the right one in his mouth and sucked while he tweeked the left one. Then he changed breasts. He said, "Your turn". Oh I knew what he meant but I had more plans then he. God, I’m like a randy teenager, she thought. She reached a hand between her legs and sure enough it wasn’t just the shower making her wet. Groaning in sexual frustration, she removed her hand and focussed on the job at hand. She didn’t have long before she had to meet Jess and her sister would kill her if she was late. She quickly rinsed off and towel dried, pulling her long dark hair up into a messier and looser version of the serviceable bun she wore for work. She opted for comfy jeans and a. The Japanese put up considerable resistance and my ancestor was killed ... a victim of the war like so many others.“One of the officers heard crying and her two year old daughter was found hiding in the debris. The villagers wanted nothing to do with the slant eyed halfbreed so she was taken by the Australians back home to Australia.“The Aussie officer placed her in a home, promising to return and adopt my ancestor. As happens in war ... he was killed on the very next raid. The foster home.