“Who is it?” I asked.There was no answer. Then another knock.I carefully opened the door and got the shock of my life. It was Aunt Edna. I felt...the blood rush out of my head as she pushed her way into the bathroom.“What’s the matter?” I asked.Holding up Heather’s panties, Aunt Edna said, “Are you looking for these?” “They appear to be from a smaller young lady, and are a tad wet in the middle.”Trying to think of something intelligent to say, I answered back, “I don’t know what you are. Using their old jobs to place themselfalong side of you. Some are doctors, teachers, and local leaders. Somelike me are just plain people. We have kept the worst of us on ourships. Also most of our military. The ones we could let go, are beingplaced in your military at leadership levels."I said, "You know that some of our bad eggs have sometimes protected ourway of life."Hugh said, "I know. They were given the choice. Die with honor or die.They chose Honor over Dishonor."I said, "Hugh it is not. “What happened?”“The ... the ... bloody pastry exploded! I can’t see ... I can’t see!”“I’ll get you a towel. DON’T WIPE! I close the door first. No, no, stand still!”Instinct demanded that I wiped everything out of my eyes and off my face, but if I shook my hands clean I’d cover the entire room with this stuff. I had taken the entire blast in the face and so far the damage was contained to me, the bed and the carpet.Amina handed me a towel from my own bathroom. It was still damp from the shower. You make it clear that we are not here to drink and lead me outside and down onto the beach. Deserted in the evening sun the beach is the perfect place for you to show off and you immediately throw me your cam and begin to pose and pout at me, letting me take all the photos I want, flashing you sweet pussy, ass and those perfect fake round tits. Before long you are naked and dancing around in the evening sun. I pocket the cam, walk up behind you and grab a handful of those amazing tits, pushing.