On the hot summer day Doug and I had our first date, we had a picnic down at Fairport Beach. As I sat on a hill overlooking the beach and the lake, I ...pied a couple hidden in the bulrushes. A dark haired Italian-looking woman knelt on a blanket, facing me. Her husband, I presumed, faced her while reclining on his back beside her. With his elbow firmly planted into the blanket, his forearm rose straight up between her legs. She was smiling ever so seductively at the man with the formidable bulge. I mentioned to him that we didn't have any rolling papers to make joints. He said, "No problem, I'll give you a pack of papers." I thought that was very nice of him and invited him to have a joint with us. He said he'd be happy to. He rolled a few joints and we lit up. The dope was much more powerful than the stuff we got at home. We were buzzing right away. Joan and I started flaunting our nakedness. I casually draped my arm around her shoulder and let my hand rest on her breast. The Jamaican. All Harris could think was how much an ass that guy was sometimes. if sam was gay harris would proudly fuck that little shits personal ego out of him. but the kid was notoriously straight and had thing against queer folk that probably stemmed from the rape his dad inflicted on him when he was a child. so harris kept shut about how much of sam's ass he would destroy if he only could.enough daydreaming he thought. harris picked up the device and it was like it came to life in his hands. the. . and in the southeast corner of the Northern Territory of the great Australian Outback ... allowing the New Zealanders to acclimatize to desert warfare. After a year of combined training and sorting, the newly named ANZAC SAS loaded up, lock, stock and barrel, in a chartered United Arab Emirates 777-300. Vehicles to follow.Being sneaky ... rather than flying directly to the Great Sandpit ... they flew east ... the intent was to confuse the enemy. Distance flying is quickly boring; the troops.