It was a couple of years before I would even talk to them after that, but we did reconcile. Whatever happens, they will forgive you eventually.”“T...anks, it helps to know I’m going to be surrounded by people who love me as well,” I replied as I glanced at the clock and sighed. “Almost an hour until lunchtime, I might as well go call them now. Dad’s still at work, but I know my mom’s home.”Marian squeezed me tighter for a second before releasing me. “Good luck, sweetie, and remember, if you need. ”After a short briefing on what was where, the remote ammo transports started coming in. I slung my rifle and started loading, slowly the hours passed with only a few breaks. We received a huge supply dump from bases even further behind the lines and started unloading. The three soldiers actually relaxed as we worked, there was a sergeant, a corporal and a private first class like me.We had a chain going with an old senior sergeant that had driven the ammo transport tossing crates of ammo to. Your face is completely impaled on dick as your nose presses into my abdomen. You can't breathe, but I hold you there, savouring the tight warmth of your skilled throat and feeling you struggle under me. Gripping you for one last second before releasing you, I then allow you to breathe. Smiling, I am amused as you gasp for air. You attempt not gagging. Before you recover, I depress my prick back into your throat. I feel you convulse slightly around my manhood. Reaching down, I pinch your erect. It was some sort of wine ... very strong wine, but wine, nevertheless."Cautio, imbibo sensim" he told me. "Regius vestry vires primoris!"He wanted me to drink cautiously, and to regain my strength, first."Ego mos operor ut vos narro."I told him I would follow his directions.It was at that moment that I realized again something strange and terrifying had happened to me. I realized I was conversing in Latin with whomever it was that was attending to me. I also recognized that this Latin was not.