The primacord was detonated and a large hole was blown in the door. The MPG troops were deployed well back from the entrance, backs against the tunnel...wall, bodies against the floor. The minute that the door was breached, automatic weapons fire began pouring in from the MPs stationed outside. Most of the shots simply ricocheted harmlessly off of the walls but some of them found their marks in the crowded tunnel. It was inevitable. Cries of "Medic!" began echoing over the tactical net.The MPG. Smooth. I stepped back a bit, her bra straps in my hands, and pulled her bra towards me, freeing her breasts.Breathing heavily myself, I stepped back in and encircled my arms around her waist. With her breasts pressing into me, we kissed gently. Her soft lips on mine, my left hand held her skirt while my right pulled down the zipper in the back. Melanie deftly stepped out as the skirt fell to the floor.I dropped to my knees and discovered a little treasure that I had missed last night; a shiny. "We promise we won't do it again," intoned Daisy.When they were outside to Timmy's amazement Daisy seemed completely nonchalant."At least it got us out of a KDS," she chortled as she skipped down the garden away from the shed."Did she hurt you?" said Timmy amazed at her attitude."No, of course not," Daisy seemed surprised at his question. She seemed to think nothing of it. She wriggled her cute little bottom almost in relish at what had been done to her."I suppose that has happened before has. Jon had me put on just my sarong and white bikini top only, and we packed our things and went out. We went for a drive in the country so that I could see more of the Spanish culture; Jon wanted to educate me as well. We stopped at a little roadside cafe for some lunch and learned a little more about the Spanish speed of life. Still, it didn’t matter, we were in no hurry and we were sat out in the sun. When we got moving again I asked Jon if I could sit in the back and try to get some sleep, I.