The tender sled dipped like a float on a fishing line when you get a bite. I jerked him up--well, most of him. The lower part of his right leg was mis...ing. The Corporal moved his head closer to the edge of Don’s sled tender and hurled.I raised the Sergeant about five meters above the water and Don quickly applied a tourniquet to stem the bleeding. “Ready to answer questions yet?” Don asked the Sergeant.“You’re fucking crazy,” he screamed at Don.“Your point?” Don chuckled. “Will you answer. Try to put all of the NCOs in rooms on the second floor if there is sufficient space.“Miranda, I’ll give you the keys to the supply room. There are cots, bedding, and blankets in there. Your Team was supposed to receive a local National Guard unit to help deal with the terrorists. They were a unit composed of professional hunters, Game Wardens, and Park Rangers. All of the cots and bedding were for them. I’ll need to check and see if we can still expect them after receiving the Marines.“We’ll. Watching her twist and groan under out hands. She was all ours to use as we wanted. What a slut we thought.We were very happy with our choice. She was the bitch for us.THE BOAT RIDEArriving at the boat dock slightly before dawn we found no one around. Good for us. We loaded up our supplies and our special cargo wrapped in a tarp. It was a two hour ride by boat to our island paradise. Safely way from shore we unwrapped Karen from her tarp, removed her hood and untied her.She began to. It was as if she had decided to let me have some privacy or maybe to grow up. She did, on a few occasions, when Andrea had her own family obligations that kept us apart, insist I come to bed with her. I know she felt a need for sexual satisfaction because she would explain that it was her needs that we were now satisfying.The first time this happened was at Thanksgiving. The company where mother and Mr. Logan worked closed for the week, so Andrea's father took his family to a distant city to.