Sighing I tried to surreptitiously shift Linda away from me a little, but she clung on to me laughing merrily, all I could do was give a sickly grin a...d hope that I didn't become so excited that I came in my pants."You look to be on a dead cert there Peter." one of the lads called across to me."Shut up Brian," I called back with a smile to show I was not serious even if I was, "Linda is not like that." Oh yes I am." Linda laughed.It was relief to get her off the dance floor a half an hour. I swore! What sort of idiots did I have here? They didn’t even have enough ammo to finish this short firefight.I pulled an extra mag out of my vest, tossed it to the first one and said, “You’re fucking welcome.”He threw it back and complained, “We’re using 6.8, not .223.”I swore, “Do you fuckers have any more ammo in the Stryker?”He yelled back, “No, we only brought what we thought we would need.”I ordered, “Then use your sidearm and continue fighting.”He asked, “What happens when I run out of. Discovery was close. But my Katherine was closer and my cock was rising."In the loft," I said. "Quick."Kat giggled and leapt for the ladder the led to the mostly empty hayloft. I pinched her ass as it went by and she stopped to stick out her tongue. I chased her up and threw my arms around her waist, wrestling her down, kicking and giggling into the hay.Possessed by the sight of her beneath me, I tore her shirt the rest of the way from her shoulders hastily and took her breasts in my hands. I. That made for some interesting chatter for a while on the CB radio! I talked to a few of the guys – one was from the south and also black – loved his white pussy. I had to tell him that, unless my Bill agreed to share me, sorry baby, I’m all his. Eventually he caught up with us; I gave him a little show for a few minutes. Bill had a millage target for every day; our late start, that morning, had thrown us a little behind. He drove, I made more sandwiches later as he kept going. Other than a.