Even though his body armor could - and did- stop AK bullets from penetrating , the exploding rocket grenade had reduced the man’s left leg to a bloo...y stump. He lay unmoving next to his machinegun. Kehalis left the Arab to make his own slow way down the hillside and joined his men as they raced recklessly down the steep slope to loot the defeated enemy. Most raced for the machinegun at the road bend. Kehalis moved toward the apparently dead American lying by the helicopter, drawn as much by the. I'm sure she didn't totally believe me, but I kept doing it anyway. Finally, I had had enough playing around.This time, I left my left hand on her butt, but purposely let my right hand slip to the side as she sat facing away from me. I then immediately tried to reinforce my hand, but again purposely put my hand on the inside of her leg underneath, with my fingers wrapping around her thigh. I then smoothly transitioned my left hand out from underneath her to get my left arm around the middle of. All that’s left in the box now is old pens, tangled earphones and unrecognised keys, I throw them all away. By now, my forehead feels tight, my neck is stiff and I have a headache that feels terminal. Two paracetamol washed down with another mug of tea help, followed by a long, hot shower. Standing beneath the scalding water, my neck begins to ease up and the headache starts to fade. Maybe a new life three and a half thousand miles away will let me dispel the painful memories and I can start. Letting my hands wander, I cup the curve of each cheek and slip my fingers along the inside of her upper thighs. She parts her legs slightly and begins a second round of lips and tongue on my nipples as my hand rubs across her and presses in, making her hips rock with my ministrations. No words here, just soft purrs of appreciation ad movements indicating pleasure and enjoyment. Both breathing hard, I look into her eyes and sit up, taking her by the hand and moving to my bedroom. Already.