It was the epitome of the “Boots on the Ground” controversy that dominates today’s discussions of actually putting ground forces in harm’s way...fighting against stiff opposition. Strangely, there is more truth in films such as this one, or like “Sahara” with Humphrey Bogart as the hard-bitten tank commander searching for water in the desert in North Africa than one would find in some cut and dry account of some forgotten battle so very long ago.There were many reasons for the invasion of the. At this moment 'Miss High and Mighty' decided to accuse her mother of pandering to the depraved tastes of a monstrously deformed criminal (she indicated me and my still impressive, sticky and none too clean, erection) who had just sodomized her.Mary considered Sophie's tearful accusations for a moment then reached out and seized her daughter's left breast in a claw-like hand. 'It's true, Sophie, he is a dirty bugger. Now, clean him up for me!' And with that she forced the girl to lick my prick. Hal would never know - and she would make it up to him somehow.Later, after Bill and Judy had left for school and Arlene had finished a lengthy shower, the doorbell rang. She wondered who it could be so early in the morning.She was surprised to see her neighbor, Barbara, standing in the doorway. She hardly ever spoke to her next-door neighbor. Arlene resented the flashy, cheap way the woman dressed, and the flirtatious way she carried on in the presence of men. Then she mentally chastised. Then quietly:“Because… I want to, okay? I want to.”“Good.”With that, I drove my tongue into her mouth. She squealed in surprise but quickly pushed back, forcing her own tongue into combat with mine.It was not romantic. It was rough. Passionate. Sloppy. Wet.Bodies pressed together. Hips grinding against one another. Breasts growing full and heavy with mutual desire, mashed together in fertile concert.I groaned into her mouth as I pulled her harder against me, grinding our pubic bones.