Thus deprived of the means of speech, he could only gurgle and moan as his blood gushed into my mouth and down my throat. Poor man, he soon lost consc...ousness as we drained his fresh warm lifeblood, sating our relentless thirst. Ah, Cassandra, if only you could have been there. When we had finished, we pushed his lifeless corpse onto the floor and lay down together on the bed, our naked bodies streaked with bright red gore. Abigail kissed my little bare breasts, and nibbled playfully at my hard. She’d told him earlier that day she thought he could come over but that it would have to be quick and so they had started right into it when he closed the door behind himself. Pressing her against the foyer wall and kissing her deeply, his clothing still smelling slightly of the coffee shop. He pulled her top up and over her boobs and played with them and sucked them so hard she almost came right then from the rude, erotic attention. “Fucking nice tits, girl”.By his direction, she’d taken off. I’m the original, Girl # 1. In my too-tiny pink bikini. Vanessa, classic Slavic beauty, in a green micro number. Mindy, in yellow, rocks the tiniest bikini of us all.She doesn’t seem to mind when Walker’s weekend buddies openly ogle the pinup array. In fact, Mindy seems to be like Vanessa and I are. Amused. A little proud to be ogle-worthy.Okay, fuck. A lot proud.And I know Walker is beyond pleased to be seen out and about with any one of us. Even his old mom, and that’s saying something for a. I opened it and saw Elke in a simple yellow dress with Sophie in front of her holding a bouquet of flowers. Next to Elke was First Sergeant Franklin in his Class A uniform. I saw on his chest three purple hearts, a bronze star with two "V's" for valor and a silver star.Behind Elke and Top I saw the army chaplain. Ten minutes later we were married. The Corporal took pictures and then was dismissed.We had a wedding luncheon—the General, Top, Sophie, Elke, and me.The general looked at Top and.