.The young girl was embarrassed for she was sure hecould smell the dampness coming from her pussy. It hadbeen so long since she had even thought about...sex, shecouldn't believe her body was reacting this strongly,this quickly to a complete stranger. She was right, the paratrooper could smell her pussy.He first wondered what that smell was, then herealized he could look down her skirt from the way shewas kneeling and saw the damp spot growing in herunderwear, he knew right away what it was. Their. "Julie." She took his hand and was surprised to feel tiny jolts of electricity shoot up her arm. She pulled away as if she'd been burned."Are you here with anyone?" Drew asked, silently groaning at the lameness of the line."No. Well, yes." Julie took a deep breath. You can do this! she told herself. "I came by myself, but I'm with some friends."Drew felt himself harden even more at what she'd said. At that moment, Julie realized what she'd said and turned her gaze away from him, blushing. " Layback?" Andrews asked probingly. Alice grabbed her phone and bending over next to him, flicked it open and scrolled through her pictures until she found the one she wanted.Andrews' pants grew a little tight as he found himself looking at a picture of the woman standing next to him. She wore tall heels, maybe seven or eight-inch heels, and skimpy bikini bottoms and a tight sports bra. She was holding onto a pole with only her legs, one leg crossed over the other and supporting her weight on. He had seen much. He had holed up in a crumbled remnant of a university he could no longer remember. He knew he was safe. The soldiers had long ago abandoned this playground. He was alone. His father having passed away when he was five, his mother strangled to death by a soldier who didn’t like how much she fought against him. He ran then. He ran long and hard trying to forget the pain and anger on his mother’s face and the curses of the military man who took her from him. He was afraid and so.