. “relax bitch, that is just the start”. I was passed the poppers and I voluntarily took a huge hit my ass muscles relaxing as the fingers were pu...hed in. I kept hold of the phial, knowing I would need it more. The finger slid in and out and I began to relax. This was joined by a second finger and my little hole began to stretch. As this continued, the audience were all wanking behind me, their stiff cocks are growing and growing. “right, now time for the real fun” I was made to kneel on a coat. Rebecca andErica had vanished without a trace. Having the godlike power to do this wasintoxicating. Almost as addicting as the astounding profit involved. The mother's driver's license told me that she was 34 years old. A birthdaycard told me that her daughter had just turned sixteen. What cash they hadwent into my pocket, the traveler's cheques, camera and other traceable valuablesI trashed. I gleaned what information I could from a few letters and post cards. I entertainedmyself perusing the. There were so many loopholes that it was a joke that still brings a smile to my face.The next time I went into the G-2 shop, I actually met some people who knew who I was and they told me that the common belief was that I was either KIA or MIA up in Quang Tri Province. I found out later that erroneous report had led to the auction of my stored gear on Okinawa including a number of irreplaceable items. It also made it all the way back to Camp Pendleton where my nifty little Mustang was released. Sometimes very, very naughty, hot, explicit and erotic talk. One could even say out of this world. Their words painting pictures that were as vivid to each other as if they were each doing and saying the very things they were writing. It became evident that an openness was always there. Sometimes they would chat about every day things. Always they were honest, knowing what they shared was unique. Because of this they knew more than most others would have known about them after years of dating..