I can’t remember how we knew where to find Shadrach that afternoon. Perhaps Mother had told us. But he was working up in the stone shelter on the ed...e of the wood. The stone shelter was where the new born lambs spent their first few days if they had the misfortune to be born during a cold spell. On that particular afternoon, Shadrach, wearing his distinctive army greatcoat, still showing evidence of where his corporal’s stripes had once been, was repairing hurdles with freshly coppiced lengths. We all went to the park not far from our houses. That is where my buddy and Dottie made out. It was simply kissing and a little petting. After a few months my buddy’s dad got transferred to a better job in the Kentucky and Tennessee territory. We lived further north in the Great Lakes region. After my buddy moved down south, I consoled Dottie. Dottie and I hung out together. I was interested in one of Dottie’s friends Justine. I talked to Dottie about Justine and told her I was. He is married, and we live 1000 miles apart, so I must be content with his words. His word, whether in an email, an erotic story, or in IM never fail to arouse me, and I have spent more time fingering and fucking myself to climax since I met him than I have ever done before, although, I have always enjoyed the act of masturbation, even as a young girl, first learning about her body, to the mature woman that I am, needing a release of the sexual tension that seems to build of its own volition. . There were ten outdated tanks down there that had nothing but training ammunition to fire as well as twenty-five outdated APCs with the same problem. The vehicles were being ignored as the brigade he had tasked to take the MPG base - those that were left of it anyway - came out of the locker room one by one in their bulky biosuits. They assembled in their pre-determined positions, exactly one arm length apart, their weapons slung over their right shoulders. Soon they would exit through the.