Above the glare of my computer screen I look out over the quiet office. The sensor-activated lighting has slowly transformed the office into a patchwo...k of light and dark. Only three workstations remain lit, the stark lighting in contrast to the quietness that circles all around. Of these one was of particular interest, the others however were becoming a nuisance. Over on the left, Jackson in Accounts I knew. Despite being married with kids, his working hours would have suggested anything. Intent to go farther is not invasion.So ... the invaders occupied or patrolled the Louisiades, Misima and Muyua. The occupiers may have been isolated, as was Rabaul, instead of liberated, until the defeat in 1945, but the troops were there and where there were troops there are arms. Weapons ... ammunition... 25mm AT/AA heavy machine cannon. This early in the Pacific, the rifles and squad light MG were 6.5mm of excellent manufacture with quality fit and finish.A few judicious hints dropped here. .. ?" Michael finally said tentatively."Just a second," the man said without looking up."Zip... ?" said Forny. Was it him?The man stood up straight and turned."Forny!" the man shouted. He raised his arms open wide."Zip!" Forny shouted back and opened her arms too.Michael just stood there in shock. He couldn't keep his eyes off Zip's crotch.Zip came forward, engulfed her right tit with his mouth and roughly handled her other tit. Forny wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly to her. 'Lick it out...show me it on your tongue' I ordered. My nipples tingled. They had grown hard feeling my husband lick my pussy. I watched him dip and ladle. I watched his dip down like a swallow capturing mayfly over the river. The feeling of his supplicant tongue on my pussy was exquisite! He bobbed up and trembling with anger, trembling with so many mixed emotions and the racing addiction to spice he showed me it. Marcus's spice-infused semen was seated there. 'You may swallow' I whispered and.