" Maybe they surrendered?" Matt asked.Brian shook his head. "No way in hell," he said. "They may be pulling back but it's only to regroup. They're not...giving up yet." Then why the fuck would they tell anyone to stop shooting them? That's against the rules of war, ain't it?" It's certainly against conventional military thinking," Brian agreed. "In any case, I can't believe that message was meant for the air crews. We'll finish this firing run and then get clarification after we withdraw and. Her new bra, red and black, was specially designed to make her boobs look sexily pushed up and pillowy. She could feel her matching panties getting moist from James’ roughness. She didn't know he could still do this to her. She wanted him, she could feel the sexual tension coursing around her, waiting to explode. She pushed James back onto the couch, so she could start unbuckling his jeans. As soon as Chelsea got his cock out James leaned over and spanked Chelsea over her tight fitting yoga. Arlene was a goner! Once they moved on to Phase Two and Phase Three, she would be putty in their hands. Noreen was more open to question, but she was getting with the program and didn't seem to have any issues.She didn't, either -- once she'd settled in, Noreen started having fun! Iris was just going nuts on her boy, and Arlene was sucking, too, so no one was going to be calling her a slut. Noreen began to see why Donna had done this -- and why it was a good idea! Any thought of chastising her. A compulsion came over me. For some illogical reason I had to look down to see if BOBBY’S could have been erased by all the moisture and the loving motions. Can you believe I was relieved to see it had not? The tattoo stood out brightly in the semidarkness. I was a most possessed young woman--possessed on all levels.He had noticed my glance downward to the tattoo and spoke for the first time,“No question about where you belong, is there?”He asked gently touching the tattoo,I looked up right.