We packed ourselves into it, which made a tight squeeze, and drove over to the stadium. Inside, it was a madhouse. Pakistani and Malaysian troops were...running all over the place trying to get organized. Webb drove through them to the 10th Mountain area.A relief convoy was forming but we still had no time frame for departure. We sat and waited just outside the line, talking amongst ourselves. Ell-tee had gotten out and was walking around watching the activity. He came back over to us and told us. I was half fascinated, half disgusted about my thoughts and reactions to a thirteen-year-old.By the following Saturday, my fantasies had returned to young, but fully mature women and 'Bathtime with Hayley' as I'd labelled the event was becoming just another interesting and pleasant interlude.It was early afternoon when I heard the knock on the door. As I approached to answer it I could make out the small image blurred by the smoked and opaque glass in my door. When I opened it I surprised to. You are so fucking sexy you drive me crazy.”“The feeling is mutual Tony. I can’t get enough of that cock. I can’t believe I got my ass fucked like that. I almost couldn’t do it but I’m glad you didn’t let me stop you.”She snuggled into my arms as we laid back and let the warm breeze wash over our bodies. After a few minutes she said, “I’m going to go in and grab something for lunch. That was quite a workout and I’m starving.”“That sounds great,” I said. “Can I help you?”“No way stud. You. “You don’t want blue balls,” she hinted I should masturbate before falling asleep. Then she started to walk away. She wiggled her butt as she glided gracefully down the hallway in her short skirt.“I have a favor to ask you,” she stopped and turned around in the hallway.“Don’t ever wear short-shorts and a boy-band shirt around the house again?” I chuckled playfully. The outfit was the pits, but my actual clothes were still outside on the line and soaking wet. I would have to wear this ridiculous.