Coming to a conclusion about his next action, Schlemmer slammed his fist against his seat arm. His voice was clipped. "Communications, message to Comm...dore Swanson. Copy to 123rd Marine Brigade. 'Mission under Operation Foxhound has been completed. Request permission to immediately provide Marines fire support.' Message ends."Andrew Swanson happily responded with, "Permission granted for immediate fire support of Marines. Contact Colonel Waterman, currently located planetside."Schlemmer's. She squealed slapping his hand away as they got out of the car. The two grabbed each other’s hands and walked into the small but bustling bakery. They were immediately overrun with the warm delicious smells of cakes, pies and cookies. Looking around the shop, Keyes suddenly remembered why he had wanted to pick up the cake for Cam. “Hey, Breezy, look at this.” He said pulling her to the far side of the store where various cake designs were on display, including huge ornate and beautiful wedding. ‘Lay on your back.’ He said when the words came to him. And I did. Yet again he climbed on top of me, leg between mine, with his left hand he supported his weight, while with his right, he glided himself inside of me, inch by inch. Till there was no more to be put in. And slowly at first he moved in and out, and gradually he picked up speed. It became rough, and hard, and fast. I moaned loudly, and called out his name as I wrapped my arms tightly around his chest. Burring my face in his. I was on my tippy toes bent over when I felt something playing with my ankle and in a panick I kicked. I heard Bruno laugh and grab me by the ankle. FUCKER! FUCKER! I yelled through my taped mouth I was angery now! When he had my ankles tightly tied together I felt his hands going up and down my bare legs I could feel his tongue and lips on them also.I yelled Fucker! Bastard! And struggled but when I did it hurt my shoulders. Doing this to me and my feet where dirty also! Fucker!Bruno was now.