I fumbled and said, just water. She went inside to get the water. I was waiting in the living room and contemplating on the stupidity of my hormone le...els. 10 minutes and the 20 minutes still no sign of her. Worried slightly I decided to walk inside. As I walked in, I could hear the faint voice of someone crying. I went inside one of the rooms and found Supriya crying over a bunch of cards and soft toys. I presumed those were gifted by Satya. She confirmed.I went and sat beside her on the bed. I quickly stood (well, to be truthful, I stumbled over my chair leg as I tried to gracefully stand) to offer her a hand. ‘Of course you may,’ I nervously answered as I took her plate in one hand – of course dropping her chicken leg on the grass in the process – and pulling out a chair beside mine. With apologies, I quickly ran to the nearest table and scooped up a new piece of chicken in a napkin and rushed back to see her smiling shyly up at me. My heart felt like it had cracked! I started to. So there I was in an American Army hospital at the old HMS Juffair naval base in Bahrain that the Americans took over after taking a round in the thigh on a mission so stupid I am still not sure what it was really about. It was third deployment to the Sandbox since before the Gulf War and my second wound in as many idiotic missions. My mates had dropped by earlier that morning to tell me I would be getting a medal for taking a shot meant for my lieutenant but I was still a more than a mite. Urmila reporting for work. I tell her to start making some breakfast for me. I bolt the door behind her as she walks to the kitchen. My cock becomes hard & erect through my pajamas as I watch her shake her tight butt as she walks. She�s wearing a typical maharashtrian saree — colorful and draped sensuously around her curvy body.Can�t wait to get my hands on her and bang her brains out. Her hair is tied up in a tight bun, lightly oiled, and I start fantasizing about pulling it open and.