For the first time since I met her, I actually felt bad for her. I considered trying to help her accept her homosexuality, but deep down, I knew it wa... too risky. I was already on shaky ground and accusing her of being gay was not going to help further my cause. I felt somewhat bad for dooming her to a lifetime of self-hatred, but she had no one to blame but herself. I shut my mouth and waited for her to give her next command. When it finally came, I began to regret my decision not to confront. She stood up and told me that she had to fetch a fresh shirt for herself from her bedroom, horny as I was, my first thought was to go after her and maybe sneak a peak at her boobs, just thinking about her big tits made me so hard that I started to touch myself. Being trapped in my horny thoughts I did not realize that she has reentered the room. I blushed so hard, I think my face must have looked like some sort of tomato. She just sad there and acted like nothing happend at all.When she. Looking her in the face, he ripped the tape off her. Diana's head went back as another sharp pain shot up her body. Dimly she realized that he was pulling her pubic hair off.Yazeed confirmed this for her as he held up the tape with a handful of her short hairs attached and grinned. The Iraqi officer varied the way he pulled each piece of tape off; sometimes pulling slowly so that she felt every hair pull out and sometimes quickly so that she didn't feel the pain until he was holding the tape up. The problem was, we had to be on the dock at a certain time. If we were not there our transport ship would be filled with a different unit. Roosevelt commandeered a train that was heading away from Tampa Bay. The engineer was persuaded to run his train backwards all the way for the eighteen mile distance. This put us within a few miles of the embarkation point. We had to march that remaining distance from the train to the dock with full equipment. We arrived just in time before another unit..