“Has he gone out to check the cattle?” I asked Kate.“Maybe,” she replied. “But it is a hot and sultry afternoon and I suspect he has gone fo... a swim in the dam.”Well, I didn’t need any persuasion. There were six of us girls and we piled into the old farm utility truck and drove out to the dam – taking care to approach it from the back-side of the wooded area where the trees grew next to the dam. We quietly moved through the wood to see Harry leisurely swimming around the dam oblivious to our. "I would think only tomorrow during daylight," the Major answered. "Have them draw three meals each to take with them and a basic load of ammunition, just in case though." The meeting broke up then, and we all headed for our beds, all but the Duty NCO that is."Is it always going to be us that get stuck with things like this?" Tweed asked when we were alone outside the Team tent."I'm afraid so, old buddy," I told him. "It's part of the benefits," I added."Yea, benefits!" Tweed replied. "Do you. Camile is about 5’10, black (African, whatever you want to call her), with long, never-ending legs, a nice butt and slightly small breasts. Coupled with her athletic frame, curly hair and her deep dark skin that looked like dark chocolate made her sizzling. Unfortunately, most Indians are a lot shorter (the average male height around here is about 5’8) and most people don’t really like darker women, least of all Black women.As for me, I’m part Iranian, so I’m about 6’2, weighing around 100kg,. I had to clean them, which I did carefully but it was an intimate procedure I never quite got used to.I led them over to the chair I had been sitting in and had them kneel again. I looked at them for a long time and my love for each of them overwhelmed me. Their trust in me, their confidence, their faith ... I only hoped I could measure up."Sally, Nicole," I began.Always a safe bet to begin with their names, as long as you don't blank and call them someone else. That's not good..."You may have.