I noticed that her heels were so high that her instep was almost vertical. And when she dangled a shoe carelessly off her foot, I almost creamed. I do...’t think she noticed at all, she just kept on talking:‘So you see darling, it’s not your fault at all that you’ve become aroused. It’s this dress. Now, why don’t we go back and say goodbye forever to your former classmates and go home?’We stood up silently. As we walked back to the party for that last time, I honestly did feel pangs of sorrow at. ’ ‘We gassed our own soldiers?’ Art was incredulous. ‘Yes, it didn’t blow towards the enemy as intended, it just hung about in our front trenches. The gas delayed the advance of us and the Rifles for about three hours, although the Sussex were able to move forward alone. When we reached the wire, we found it was uncut by the shelling and was difficult to get through. The Enemy had plenty of time to get ready for our push. We were caught like fish in a barrel.’ ‘Didn’t you have no wire-cutters,. You start to move away when you realise hands are holding your hips, a cock is being slid up and down between your buttocks, the skin there is slippery with a mixture of spunk and cunt juice and the cock moves easily until you feel the head push against your arsehole – you start to protest loudly and the old guy slaps you, stunning you and you feel the cock start to push in, it is hurting, you try to relax but it is hurting and he is going to fast too hard, you moan and sink forwards until. “That sounds like fun, where are you going camping?” “Just back in our woods, I do that sometimes. I just take my tent back there, and camp out all by myself. I like the stillness of the woods, and the wildlife.” “What time do you go back?” She asked “Oh, I usually go back some time on sat morning, and stay till sun. afternoon, why do you ask?” “Oh no reason, just curious.” she said, then she walked back to her house. Sat. morning I got my camping gear together as usual, and.