‘My brother said he’s already killed an American soldier in Baghdad last summer. He sneaked up on him in a crowd and shot him in the back of the h...ad.’ Aarif nodded. ‘Your brother is a very brave man Ilam.’ ‘Yes, but he died in the fall when the Americans raided a neighborhood where he and other fighters were hiding. I plan to use one of the RPG’s in the trunk to bring down an American helicopter or destroy a tank.’ ‘Very commendable, you have the makings of a great patriot’ Aazim responded.. Am nächsten Abend wollte ich das wiederholen allerdings war der Himmel wider von Wolkenfetzen verdeckt was mir dann doch keinen Spaß machte und dann viel mir ein das ich ja den Film "Das Fenster zum Hof" gesehen hatte...ob es auch etwas interessantes im Haus gegenüber zu sehen gab? Na Hoffentlich keinen Mord dachte ich und musste grinsen während ich mit dem Teleskop die Fassade des Hauses abfuhr und feststellen musste das gottseidank wohl aufgrund der großen wärme die meisten keine Jalousien. Baker was introducing me to his staff as they walked in. I couldn’t believe it when Lynn walked in the door. She was as surprised as I was. ‘Jake! What are you doing here?’ She gave me a hug. Mr. Baker caught on quickly. ‘I take it you two know each other?’ Lynn spoke first, ‘Yes, Dad, Jake and I graduated from the same university.’ My heart was crazy-thumping. I wasn’t sure what to say. ‘It’s nice to see you again. I often wondered what happened to you after graduating. Maybe we can get. She had touched me and I thought that there was some meaning in it. Then she treated like a yard boy, and went off with her Mr. Wonderful.I lay on my bed in a funk. I knew that I could not compete with Mr. Wonderful and his Jaguar. I was just a kid who rode a Schwinn. I lay there and imaged her beautiful face, those lovely dark eyes and fresh cheeks, her expressive mouth and rosy lips. My hand was pushed into my shorts, grasping my hard cock, pulling on it as I remembered the softness of Miss.