"Yeah, he's a prick." He looks at me funny," Susie said, pushing her brother's hand away from her vulva and petting it herself."Maybe you ought to dre...s different for school and quit wearing those damn little micro-miniskirts. I think you must have had some of those since you were in the sixth grade. They barely cover your cute little ass." Uh uh," she said as she rolled beside him and got her leg over his so she could get her knee against his wrinkled ball sack. "I just bought 'em this. Let me tell you what I've learned. PFC Hightower was assigned to your husband's platoon almost as soon as he arrived in Kabul. He is a big man; six-foot-four, two hundred-and-forty pounds of what was described by one of his mates as 'solid granite.' He loved the Marine Corps, and he virtually worshipped your husband. Apparently, he had saved Hightower from a sniper early on, and Hightower dedicated himself to keeping Sgt. Michaels safe."Hightower wasn't the smartest man. In fact, his I.Q. was. By the end of the evening, the ice was broken and we exchanged many little tit bits of conversation of our families and our future plans.The parents told us that they were very fortunate to have such fine boys and were very happy that Sohan had chosen me. I blushed. They also told me that they would want to make me their daughter-in-law at the earliest and if I had any other plans then having an early wedding. I replied in the negative and asked them to take any decision. The mother-in-law. She was sopping already. She could feel her juices drenching her panties and trickling between the firm cheeks of her ass. She considered resisting his command and shaking her head but he had been stern with her before. He had wet his hand between her legs and spread the wetness across her upturned ass and spanked her. The moisture had made it sting more and the sound, that lovely wet sound, wrung in her mind still. So many slaps that she had broken down and cried. But a greater anguish was the.