" Of course you did but I didn't want to believe it even when I could see it. Hold still a minute. There... Leave the tape alone, I have to measure to...find out what cup size you need in a bra." No way! I ain't wearing no bra!" Child, with a C cup you are going to need the support or you'll be aching all time. Believe me I know!"Brent didn't want to think of his mother's breasts in that way."I can take it. No bra for me." Brent, we might not have a choice." Carl offered. "We didn't have breasts. Grenades exploded and tossed bodies into the air while all the miniguns ripped men apart.I stopped firing as the missiles impacted at the other edge of the cleared area. I dropped lower and rolled and turned to follow Jackson. He went straight out before making a wide turn and coming back for another run. I had seen the small combat base and slid further to the right so I could come in behind it.I rose up and Johnson cursed as he started dumping flares, smoke and decoys. I ignored the incoming. I still had to control my crying to the point that I could say “Thank you Billy, could I have another?” after every whack!I had of course to bear down hard to make poo poo under these unbelievably humiliating conditions so of course I let go with a number of farts, some big some small, but I just couldn’t make any poo poo any other way. And I have to say that sucking on those little boys cocks with my poo poo all over them was the most disgusting thing I ever had to do in my life. But as. A thin guy with just a pistol seemed to be in charge. He looked both nervous and furious, and he started screaming, "Kurt, you fuckhead! I used to think your tracking was good!"A guy nearby, Kurt I guess, gave a deep frown. "Hey, knock it off! I told you there were no tracks past here!" I'm not talking about the last hundred meters dickhead! I'm taking about you leading us down this fork! Damn it Kurt! You worthless piece of shit! You blew it!" The man was livid.Kurt spat on the ground in.