There were also many traces of cum and urine all over the shorts. On seeing that poor little thing, my cock grew instantly hard as I had always wanted...to have it. I took great pleasure in abusing it and seeing that fragile little thing being stretched beyond its limit. Without any hesitation, I brought it home. Out of curiosity, I did a DNA analysis on the shorts. Apparently, my friend was not the only one who abused that tiny little shorts. It was recently dumped there after who knows how many. I don’t remember why we had elected to spend the night down there in Quang Ngai, we’d never done so before. The colonel came in and woke us up. Evidently a large number of Vietnamese Army soldiers riding in a huge personnel carrier had hit a mine that by all estimates was the size of a 55 gallon drum. It blew the hell out of them. The Vietnamese never seemed to be in a rush to tend to their wounded. There were ambulances supposedly on the way but they were not expected to arrive in time to do. Tell Daddy what you need."The blush filled her face as she looked up at him, her voice barely a whisper, "I can't."Padraics fingers teased her more one dipping into her tight hole briefly, "This," he smirked, and pushed his finger in again deeper feeling her hips rock up, "and this." She nodded her head her eyes glazing over. He continued to tease her, finger fucking her and rubbing at her clit until she was on the edge and then he stopped. Callie's eyes widened as her hips rolled harder at his. 'I have moved Suzanne's uniform into my quarters, Captain''Good', replied the Captain beaming and sent both Suzanne and myself on our ways with a list of jobs. The first one was for Suzanne to hurl her illicit drugs into the ocean, and then we started on cleaning the main deck which had accumulated a surprising amount of grime and dirt from only three days on the open sea. Suzanne wasn't prepared to talk much and the Captain had notified the duty Commander, so word was getting round the crew.