She was serving the food and her cleavage was killing me.It was so deep and I wanted to burry my face in between that cleavage. She opened a bottle of...wine and we sipped few glasses. We both enjoyed our dinner and suddenly it started raining outside. She was enjoying my company and since it was raining she asked me to stay, I acted as if I wanted to leave coz I didn’t want to look desperate but she insisted and I decided to stay.She locked all the main doors and asked me to join her in her. It had all began six months ago, that fateful day when her call up orders had come through. She had accepted it all willingly, eager to finally get out in the field after the best part of a year in training and homeland exercises. Deployment was what she had been waiting for, this was why she had joined the armed forces in the first place. To get out there and do what was right, to stand up for her country and for her people and for peace and democracy. The mission had been clear and easy, and. I always brought my lunch from home because my mother didn’t believe in such concepts as pocket money. The school I went to had a couple of large playgrounds, and between them there was a thickly wooded slope. At one point on that slope there were two huge rocks with another above, sticking partly out of the ground, the three forming a kind of tiny cave, quite weatherproof unless it was extremely windy. I normally spent my lunch hour there, eating and then reading a novel from the school. He was about to reach for her nipples when he stopped, looked at Lelo-Soraya’s raised eyebrow, and reconsidered. He leaned over the bed and traced his finger down from her neck over the soft swell of her breast, marvelling at how her soft skin managed to become even softer. He traced his finger around the contours of her breast, noticing how her nipples puckered and hardened as he went. Bending right over, he replaced his finger with his mouth and kissed his way around her breasts. He could.