Also, thank all of you who have read this story and made comments. It really helps me keep on track. Please continue to leave comments — good and ba.... Oh, and just in case you missed it, I changed the genre in midstream. This is still primarily about an interracial relationship but I think that boxes in the story too much so I changed it up to romance. Sorry for the confusion ahead of time. Chapter 6 Ste-Mere-Eglise, France, June 6, 1944 Ironically, a round fired by a German Panther tank a. " Good!" John beamed at us. "Then maybe it's my turn. Have either of you ever given a blowjob?"Janine shook her head, a little wide-eyed, but not repelled. I nodded."I have, a few times," I said."Well, then." John sat on the edge of the bed and beckoned me to kneel in front of him. "You can show Janine how to do it."I knelt, licking my lips. I have never much cared for blowjobs, though David liked them; I found the idea unappealing, and disliked the taste of cum. Now, however, I was strangely. I smelled hot coffee and bacon. I was famished.I stumbled getting out of bed, my legs not wanting to support me. I didn't know how long I had been in the dungeon, but it was long enough that my legs were not used to supporting my weight. My arms, Hell, my whole body ached, down to and including my eyelids. Even the light coming through the curtains hurt. I felt like shit.I held on to the dresser until I was stable, then slipped on my robe. I looked briefly at my body in the mirror as I passed. I did not want him to look at me too long to prevent him from realizing I was not Cindy. He quickly grabbed my breast and began to work on them.My heart was really pounding now. This was it. My breasts are really much larger than Cindys and if he really knew Cindys body, this is when he would most likely notice. He lowered his head to suck on my nipples.“I'm so glad you called.” he whispered. “ God your tits are awesome “ he moaned. 'Oh fuck' I thought, this is it, he knows. But he did.