Flashes came through the entrance as someone threw back the gas barrier, he heard a shout from the interior of the bunker, then the muzzle flash and c...ash of a Mauser rifle firing into the bunker, a scream from inside and the sound of a body falling along with shouts and clatter as men jumped out of the rack and grabbed weapons and helmets. George rose and grabbed his scrounged 45 and poking it around the corner he saw that the enemy soldier was reloading and had just slammed the clip into the. I rip at her dress pulling it down to reveal her milky tits her nipples so hard as I pinch them and lightly slap her full breasts all the while she is squirming on the bed as I am still rubbing her pussy the material of her gusset almost dripping as her hand is down there too. Bending I take one of her nipples in my mouth sucking it so hard my hand squeezing her breast as I do and she starts to moan. Kneeling on the bed close to her I want to taste her sweet juices and in one strong movement. I laughed and guided him on down the hall.First thing I did in the bedroom was to pull his robe off him and use the sash—a red silk cord—to tie his wrists together behind his back. Naked now, he went to the foot of the bed and sat there, primly, posing for me and giving me a shy little smile. He would not have the smile on his face for much longer.I strode over to him and slapped him on the face—twice—one way and then I caught him coming back before the shock of it allowed him to react. The. Ted is there to impress the fish.When I bought the 150 I’d never seen a Cessna. I’d looked at a Cub, a Taylorcraft, an Aeronica, a Commander, even a Texan, but I bought the 150 sight unseen. It was cheap. So ... I had no idea what I was getting into when I unlocked the doors. Right away I knew that entry precluded modesty. It’s a step. Standing on the tire means a stretch. No celebrating my Scots Irish ancestry. I swung into the cabin. I was immediately bewildered.My introduction to my Cessna.