Well, instead ofpondering what it held, I did the intelligent thing; I opened it up andpoured out the contents which happened to be several Polaroidph...tographs of four people in several combinations, two young teen agegirls and two marines, there were also a few strips of photos like youget in one of those photo booths so popular back in the fifties, thepictures were the same two girls and guys. It took me several minutes to figure out who was who, a quick look atthe dates confirmed it, the two. You pack in the bare minimum and hope to hell you don't need any thing more. Silence is golden and noise kills so you damn well are silent.Then the fun starts...Triple canopy isn't bad but moving through elephant grass is a bitch. Point takes all the skill and ESP you have and is draining as a marathon. You walk and your eyes never stop, you step in the footprints of the man in front and hope to hell he was lucky. Sleep becomes the dream and food a nightmare. Smell is more used than sight and. But that was the thing about my relationship with her; she almost knew me better than I knew myself. We got up from the seats that we had fallen asleep in, and stretched. I watched her as she bent over to stretch her back. It was impossible for me to forget how hot she was as her perfect ass stuck up in the air in my direction. As she stood up to stretch her arms, her chest pressed out, stretching the tight fabric of her thin white shirt, I turned away to hide the bulge that was slowly. Her crotch was constantly buzzing at this point, and her panties were quite wet. She tried to keep her mind off of him. She had to control herself! This was an AFFAIR, nothing more. She tried to think of O.J., as she should. She even spoke with him on the phone that evening. When Keenum arrived, however, O.J. vanished from her mind.She was out on the dance floor, dancing with Holly when Keenum came out wearing a tight black T-shirt and dark jeans. Her heart fluttered and tingles shot through.