It had not been attacked yet because of the low lying area before it and the one elevated road used to reach the it.This left two gates that would be ...ttacked. I was no military strategist but it made sense that more of the men would be used to take one gate while the other group was used to split our defences.Looking at this from the Habstner viewpoint, I knew that the south gate was slightly weaker and thus received more of our sharpshooters. The logical and perhaps simplistic thing to do. It was on my abdomen and in my pubic hair. And all over my hand, of course. I decided I needed a shower, even if it took the liniment off of me.After all ... he had more. I could always have him put more on me.The shower I usually used had been brand new (and probably new-fangled) when it was put in, but now it was just a rust-stained enclosure with a tired plastic curtain across the opening. Three of the hooks had ripped through the plastic. All that didn’t matter, though, because the water. After we were both hot and sweaty my dad said "Fuck It lets take these damn things off" and to my surprise he dropped his jock in that instant, freeing his semi-hard cock from its confines. I couldn’t stop staring at him, and soon my own cock started leaking through my Speedo. He soon noticed the trouble I was having with my Speedo so he grabbed the waist-band and pulled them down my legs. My cock jumped to full attention as he undressed me, and it almost hit him in the face as he did so. When. As she entered the house, she saw the boys huddled around something in the den. "Hey dipshit. Oh hi, Eric" ven though Eric was a year younger she thought he was cute and he always acted intereted in her. It WAS another opportunity to tease. "Hey, slut," shouted Buddy. "Hi, Marcia, nice skirt. Love those legs." said Eric. "Why thank you, Eric. Nice of you to notice." and she scampered upstairs for a shower. While she was in the shower Buddy went to her room and got a pair od panties out of her.