.. BITCHTAMERS" The photos were accompanied by an article which claimed that other men in the unit had similar shirts, that they in fact had formed an...informal club called "BITCHTAMERS", that at least one man possessed the entire tape showing that fateful night, and that the tape had frequently been played by unit members at private parties of the "BITCHTAMERS". Crucified in print, some men in the squadron struck back. In an article in Soldier of Fortune magazine they described Valkyrie as a. 00 am in the morning when I wandered back to our room, carrying my suit in my hands, naked I pushed the key in the door with a shaking hand and opened it, I glanced into the bedroom, Julia was curled around Gerald in a deep sleep, I went into the shower and after a long time on the bidet where I washed the spunk out of me, there is only so much spunk that a vagina can hold and a lot of it had dribbled out of me onto the bed, some had dripped out as I made my way back to the room, then I stood. ..Then I felt the head of his cock, wet with my cunt juices, probe my asshole. He worked it in slowly at first and then began to pick up speed. He grabbed again a handful of hair. He asked me what was to be his ass slut…His fucking was punctuated with insults and smacks of my ass cheeks, which were now red all over. His hard cock went deep into my poor anus and I could feel it squeezing the cock, taking pleasure from it. He managed about five minutes of this before he came up my ass. He pulled. Sparks on the phone in a seductive voice, filled with passion. “Hello Mrs. Sparks, how are—“ “Robert, how many times have I told you…” Said Mrs. Sparks, cutting me off, “Call me Linda, I know you make it sound sexy, but it only makes me horny.” “Oh, sorry about that Linda.” “Just remember Robert.” She said before pausing, leaving a few seconds of silence before she continued, “So do you have the sandwiches?” “Right here,” I said, picking the bag up and showing it through my car window, “Where.