"Dannie, would you come here please?" he called out.His assistant walked out of the backroom, looking warily at him, concerned she had pushed a button...better left un-pushed"Yes, Master," she said."Cut that out, you only call me master when you want something or if you've screwed up. Like that troop of Boy Scouts you turned into Campfire Girls for a week. I bet you thought I didn?t know about that?" Dannie's eyes got big and she started easing herself toward the front door."Oh, relax, I fixed it. Either the Bustols did not have as many machine guns as we had assumed, or we had been unreasonably successful in destroying them in our first unaimed assault. Dammit, the incompetent bastards were playing hell with my plan by being so easy to defeat!OK, time for a radical change in plan! I radioed for the artillery and air force to join in the attack. That was welcome news to them, since they were sure that there would be nothing left for them to shoot at, and they would miss all of the. He would stay over and the three of us would drink too much, I would tease for the hell of it, but he never, and sometimes frustratingly, never rise to the bait.I was never shy about my womanly attributes, and sitting showing my knickers, or wearing a t-shirt with pert nipples, was normal for me, even my brother remarked and would say things like I was a slut or cock teaser.One night they both had been smoking weed as well as drinking, my brother asked me to fuck his friend.'I dont think he. " Yeah but there're four horny guys who are going to put their cocks into you," I said.I reversed up until I was level with them."Hi guys," I said getting out, "hot day for digging.I could see that they were repairing and deepening the roadside ditch. They were stripped to the waist and filthy dirty from dirt and sweat. The foreman touched his cap."Lovely day sir," he said in a thick local accent"How about taking a breather," I offered, "I got some beer in the car." Sure, that sound fine sir,".