Even though she had a body that wouldn't quit, her face wasn't anywhere near a close match. She wasn't really ugly, mind you--not that traditional clo...k-stopper--it was just that her features were put together wrong. Each one would have been okay by itself, but taken together, the result was not very successful. Her face just wasn't in harmony with the rest of her.Even so, Joey didn't let her face bother him. He had fallen in love with Birdie Harman's body, and he was so enamored of it that he. Forced into a kneeling position by ankle stocks, with my arms suspended on chains above my head I was powerless to prevent his hand from crossing my belly, down my smooth, hair-less triangle to delve between my captive legs. Soon I would be stripped and with my lot number painted on my forehead, put on the block where rich men would compete with each other, my naked body to go to the highest bidder to be harnessed to a carriage and whipped around a race-track. Humiliating? Maybe, but in. She was disoriented a moment, then realized the firing came from inside the arena. She walked over to the roll up doors, and peered outside. Nobody on the loading dock, but there was a gunner in each of the Hum-Vees. She went back to where she'd been sleeping, and kicked the other soldier from her company on the bottom of his boots to wake him up. He only groaned and rolled over on the stack of empty cardboard boxes. She kicked harder. "Wake up Roland, something's wrong."He sat up and fumbled. She tried to hide her face. “Perhaps he will not recognise me” she thought “it was dark in that room”. She looked up and he was standing right in front of her. “Hello Madam” he said “if you like I could bring your coffee up to your room”. The inference was plain. “That would be lovely” she said without hesitating “room 254”. He smiled and her pussy twitched.She left the breakfast area and rushed back to her room. A couple of minutes later there was a knock on the door. “Come in Marvin” she said.