“Now, I hope you will be a good little girl because I don’t WANT to hurt you, but if you don’t do what I say…then I WILL hurt you.” “Pleas..., don’t do this. Please Ken, please don’t hurt me” She was fighting back tears as she still felt the barrel of the gun pressed against her skull. “Take my money, take whatever you want just please let me go.” “You don’t understand I don’t want your money or your things; I want your body.” He reached his hand around her and grabbed her breast as she broke. I told Martin that either Sue or I would be back this evening to pick up Glenda. The nurse came in to have Martin get up and walk up and down the hallway to get some exercise. They told him, the more he could do, the faster he could go home. Martin and Glenda, with some more visitors, were slowly walking up the hallway when Sue and I left.Beth, Nancy, and Missy had been to the grocery store to get a few roasts for Sunday dinner. Since the kitchen was so big, they were not in each others' way as. The passion grows as the two continue to kiss. During the passion, Rebecca reaches down and grabs Mitchell’s hard throbbing cock. She starts to stroke him, and he becomes hard once again. Her hand grips lightly and moves slowly up and down his shaft. Soon she brings him close and inserts him into her. He enters her for a brief moment then removes himself leaving her wanting more. He grabs her by the hand and helps her down from the hood of the truck. As soon as she reaches the ground he spins. It turned out that they were all men who had just come over from England, but they all had at least some experience in North Africa. I made sure that all of them knew that I was looking for soldiers and not heroes, and I made sure that they knew the difference. With replacements coming in, I hoped that we could pick up the man needed to fill out First Squad. I was also looking for a Corpsman, but I didn't have a lot of hope for that.We started out the next morning with John's squad on the left.