" She gave him a hug, but this time she noticed the feel of his chest pressing against her breasts, and his groin pressing against hers. His hands sli... along her back and she remembered she hadn't worn a bra today. He gave her an extra tightening of the arms and kissed her neck under her long blond hair."Thanks baby" he whispered in her ear. She shivered at the feel of his hot breath on her neck and ear.He didn't waste any time either. Right after lunch Uncle Bob said he had something in his. I ordered two to wait and give cover fire as needed, along with our resistance friend who was more than happy with the prospect of killing Germans with his beat up Sten gun. Myself and Corporal Dickson would enter the building.As soon as the two of us began to dart across the clearing I knew it was a mistake. I felt then heard the shots only when we were half way through the yard. I was grazed by two bullets, yet finally shot through the front door with barely a scratch. Looking behind me, I. And abused.” She laughs. “When I was young I went to parties and they would tie me up and put in the corner with my arse in the air ... They said it was my best feature ... Blokes would take turns in there. Not even talking to me. I felt so popular ... I loved it. But they stopped having those kind of parties in the 80s when AIDS came up ... You can’t get AIDS from a dog, can you?”She lights up a cigarette for ‘desert’. “They say I can’t smoke on the bus ... But I always smoke in the. "And why aren't you wearing panties?" Because ... a woman should always be ready to be fucked." Praise the Living Gods," I grinned and squeezed her ass. "I bet you're just ready to be fucked." I ... I guess, Sheriff" Then drop your pants."She glanced at the highway, cars streaming by, leaving trails of mist behind. "People'll see us." And?" My hand squeezed her again; she yelped in pain. "I gave you an order, slut. Drop those pants and start earning your keep."Her hands reached down, fumbling.