Almost without thinking, Sam reached over and gently brushed the hair from her face. God, she is gorgeous, she thought. Then her eyes scanned down her...body. She stared at her large breasts under her thin top. The nipples were bigger than any she had ever seen. Her eyes trailed down to her groin. A little gasp escaped her lips when she saw the young girl's bare pubic mound, barely hidden under the gauzy material. That confirmed that she didn't have any pubic hair. She sat up carefully to look. Some way he was going to beg for death before I gave it to him. Wanda would not die without revenge against her killer.In the morning I had a plan.It took several weeks to track the ghostly Mr. X. to another German city. As the Allies took more and more ground, the Axis withdrew towards Berlin, giving up territory that they held from the start of the war. Our target was deliberately moving behind German lines, feeding troop movements, aircraft operational status and other critical intelligence. I guess he figured he'd put a scare into me, because he left me alone after that first day. I tried to think of a way to approach him after class to find out just what it was that set him off, but couldn't think of a way to approach the subject.The other part of my time was spent trying to keep my lady from imploding.Beth was doing her best to remain her usual sane self, but her English class was really driving her up the wall. As bright as she was, her mind just didn't track well when it came. He stood full on in front of me, blocking all others from observing what was unfolding, not that many could see as all people were facing forward, we were quite alone on this packed bus, and my assault was beginning, I took a deep breath as his hand touched my bared thigh, I almost peed myself, having my upper thigh touched, unlocked the natural defense mechanism of locking your thighs together, mine fell apart, I bit my bottom lip and looked out the window, trying to dissociate my brain from.