I answered the call, my hubby had just called to say hello and asking me how was I doing. I wanted to tell him that currently I was having sex with hi... friend in his absence, but had to remain silent on that and instead gave him half truth and said that I was lying in the bed doing nothing. Harish whispered in my ears to tell him that I had been a beautiful fuck, I glared at him and signaled “shut up”.My hubby in a lighter vein asked me to be ready for him when he come back in the evening. I. They were gagged and wore head bags with eyeholes cut in them, but otherwise were naked except for the shock devices.We had no cleric so Gun Boy got a last talk from two of the soldiers. After taping his foul mouth they told him what was going to happen. Then, because he knew when he was going to die, they told him that if he prayed and made a perfect act of contrition he could escape the hellmouth and the wrath of “the Fallen Angel.” They said, “Each of your collateral kills is a martyr now in. Wham-bam-thank-you-mam, that's it. No spark! No feeling! No nothing, except laying there in a wet spot trying to go to sleep.Is this it, I thought? Had we become our parents? "Quiet, George the kids may hear. Not tonight, I have a headache."At twenty-two did I have forty or fifty more years of this? As the days and weeks rolled by this became our norm. Then thoughts creped into my head, maybe we had been to young and this was a mistake on our part. I loved Mike, but now I entertained thoughts. I just could not shake the chill, but I was determined to go through with our evening out. It was way past time I got away from the job.On the news I really bummed that there was even more shit in Afghanistan. It was never going to end. I personally liked George Bush's style, but he should have consulted with the Russians before he sent in troops. His replacement decided that it was a war, we could actually win. Every politician was so arrogant, they refused to learn the lessons of history..