You writhe before me with your hands gripping the sheets, screaming. “Daddy, please don’t hurt me,” you cry out, panting. I hear and feel the pa...ic in your voice. I raise to hover over you and kiss you. I begin stroking you slowly. I whisper to you, “Feel the pain fade to pleasure, baby. That’s it, feel it baby.” Your whimpers turn into moans as I feel your tight ass relax and accept my fingers. “More Daddy, please more!” You’re ready. I continue to stroke your tight ass until I add more lotion. Its repetition brought him fully awake. Someone at the front door?...his front door? It was only the lightest of knocks.It would have been hard to tell what shocked him more. The inbound blast of freezing air with not a few flurries of heavy snow, or the young girl standing on his doorstep shivering there, in just a thin dress."Could I come in for a few moments please, I'm lost," was all she was able to mutter.The girl was in the last stages of hypothermia to judge by her color and aggravated. It looked like they had enough stuff to outfit an entire new army for World War III. The only thing that had to be altered was her jacket because she was unusually full in the chest area for her height and weight. The proper insignia was sewn on by Japanese civilians watching the whole process with wide eyes and head lowered posture.When she returned to the household, she was in her new Major's uniform and carrying enough changes of underwear and stockings and shoes to last her the next couple. It is a flier that we call Stuka. I guess you saw how little our bullets could do against it, so we need a better weapon to handle it. We figure that a shotgun with exploding pellets would do the job. Can you come up with something like that for us. Hopefully, it will work as well as the PIAT does.By the way, can you fix the PIAT so that we will have a variety of warheads? The explosive one works great in the right place, but we could use an incendiary warhead and a fragmentation warhead. Is.