“This is the life,” Alana mused, watching me as she pulled a perfectly melted creamy ball from the heat. The lightly toasted orb quivered on the p...int of her whittled branch as she took a bite. Some dribbled out of the center to run down the side of her mouth.“Oops!”Alana wiped at the mess and then cleaned her finger with her tongue. There was no deliberateness in her movements to suggest any innuendo, and yet it seemed like something Heather would’ve done, on purpose. Just to tease me.Megan. He wanted desperately to be number forty to give her a memento of his long denied longing to feel her inner perfection holding him safely inside her living, breathing feminine core.The horny seventeen year old had accidently seen her taking it from behind standing slightly bent over in the basement hallway from some skinny prick with a tattoo on his frigging haircut-needed neck. He was close enough to hear them both grunting with the exertion of jointly pounding her hour-glass figure into the. She was wearing navy blue kurta with short very short sleeves, with a few prints. A white veil at her neck with a dark woolen stoll that covered her torso. I guess she may have been feeling cold. It was extremely appropriately fitting her with a white legging extremely fitting again.She had those really white pair of feet beautifully pedicured and painted light blue with toe-rings. She was married. But how did it matter to just enjoy the beauty? From where I could see, I guessed she must be. Then, at 0300 I would take a turn with a couple of guys. Even so, I just had a bad feeling, and I stayed up.At 2200 everything turned to shit, and in a big way. A pair of heavy machine guns in the town opened fore on us, followed seconds later by God only knows how many AKs. Nanda had been walking near the gate at the time, and he dove for the ground. We had one of our gun trucks near the gate on the west wall, and the other two were oriented on the inside of the wall, near the northern and.