Right now he was leaning back in my chair, just taking it all in. What did he think? Did he feel betrayed? Hurt? I knew I had to talk to him but Lisa ...as the worry right now."Baby," it felt so good to finally be able to call her that, "I know that you are going through a bad time. But we had to let you know that you have a real parent, not just that bastard 'Father' of yours." Alex--" Amanda started but I cut her off."What? Look what he has done to her! You should have left him long ago. But I. He saw the same blank, rigid expression reflected back at him from a score of faces. He pulled out his watch, alarmed at how his hands were shaking. This was the worst time of all.Unexpectedly, the bellow of the artillery ceased. One final desultory crack echoed in the sudden calm then all was silence. Phillip heard Redbourne's voice, a scream of fury:"The bastards! Oh, the utter, stupid bastards! They've stopped too soon. There's still ten minutes to go!"It was true. The Tommies looked at each. Mostly I just saw that shotgun pointing at us, threatening us, and I thought right, just eliminate the threat. If he'd tried to fire after I fried his gun it would just have blown up in his face and we'd be OK." See, now, that's civilian thinking," said Antonio. "You see a gun, you worry about the gun. But a military mind recognizes that the gun ain't no more than a tool, no different from a shovel or a hammer. It doesn't shoot by itself any more than a shovel digs or a hammer pounds nails. Her moans started softly but grew with intensity; she arched her back pressing her breast to my face and brought an arm up to hold my mouth tight against her body. With each new wave of pleasure, she became louder and soon her moaning was interspersed with cries of 'dios mio.'For me, hearing those cries just urged me on and filled me with joy. Her breasts were heavenly and the texture of her hard nipples and crinkled areola against my lips and tongue were unlike anything I had experienced since.