Some kind of psychological breakdown, word is.Anyway, this war is going on too long. I wish to God that something wouldjust end the whole bloody busin...ss."The next day was the same thing again, just like the week before.Surprisingly light activity from the German side. Half of us werewondering if maybe they were running out of supplies because of someunseen logistical hitch behind their lines. Or, the more optimistic amongus reflected, maybe Germany itself was running out of supplies! Surely. He sat on her right, feeling a little awkward beside her partial leg. He couldn’t help but see the right leg of her jogging pants was folded and pinned in place. She absentmindedly wiggled it back and forth to use up nervous energy.“Is there something wrong with your artificial leg?” Brad asked looking at where her leg ended.“No, I don’t wear my leg all the time, plus I wanted to rest the end before my game. Any time I tried to skate would cause my leg to chaff and turn red. Thanks to you, I. Amanda’s tongue-tip flickered on her like a hot flame, so that her naked skin prickled right to the peaks of her breasts. Her arms crooked at the elbows, palms flexing and clenching like she was clutching for some handle on the situation that simply wasn’t there. That hot fleshy muscle tickled her into a near-frenzy, then soothed with long smooth licks of her pussy-lips, before turning frantic once more on her nub, every touch amplified by her hyper-sensitivity. And when she thought it couldn’t. ...," I held up the baggie."a sperm sample.? It can be from you, or I can find someone else." Igave him my best fuck-me stare."Why don't we, ahem, step into my office," he said, guiding me down thehall.?? He opened the door and there was a guy watching TV with a bowlof popcorn."Charlie, beat it," Rick said, but Charlie never looked up."Dude, I'm watching the end of the movie." Well, watch it somewhere else."Charlie finally looked up and his eyes widened.? "Oh," he said, givingme the once-over..