“I never brought it up before because Adrian thought getting married was cliché and pointless, but on May 7th, we will deliver the world to peace, ...nd I want to live in that new world with you as my wife.” “I love you, Adrian.” Jenny whispered. “I love you too, Jenny,” Jenny replied. Jenny then tackled him and pressed her lips against his, and for the rest of the flight, she stayed curled up in his lap with the two of them embraced in a never-ending kiss. Jenny and Adrian walked down the. Those were just the operational problems. There was always the flak. In my mind’s eye. I could see the Marauder in front of me take a direct hit from an 88 and just disintegrate. The crew lived in our hut. I helped gather their personal effects for shipment back home.Still, the B-26, could take care of itself. We had one fifty-caliber stinger in the nose. Whiz operated that. I had four forward firing fifties in blisters under the cockpit, and there were two tail mounted fifty-cals plus a dorsal. He offered to drop me but I kindly refused it. But he insisted on accompanying me to the cab. So we walked out. We couldn’t find a cab right outside so we walked to the nearest cross-section. When we couldn’t get a cab for 15 min then he highly insisted on letting him drop me. I told him not to worry and told him that I can call a friend. But he was firm as a rock and told that he wouldn’t hear a word now. So we walked back to the parking. He had a nice sports bike and I sat behind him holding. By August they came back from their honeymoon and my dad had to leave for business in Europe.My room is about six feet down from the master bedroom. That night I could hear her making these crazy sex sounds. She was loud about it too.She would scream "Fuck me you motherfucker, fuck me right there".I jerked off to the sounds of her, fantasizing me being the one she was fucking.After my dad left, she went out.I did not see her again until the next night. She came home all drunk and d**gged up,.