Lindenwood. You didn’t respond. I sat in the parking lot, trying in vain to push all these yearnings out in the form of ink on paper. How was I supp...sed to let us go when every fiber of me was telling me that what we have is right?Deeply aroused and mildly broken, I got out of my car only to remember how inappropriately I was dressed. Just a tank top and shorts. Nothing underneath. In the dead hours of the morning in a shady area of this big town, anything could happen to me and no one would. We didn't fire for accuracy, but we fired a few rounds from each weapon before going to the next.An hour later, the range officer was giving Lisa a refresher about explosives and detonators. Next he was directing Lisa on how to fire the fifty at long distances. She fired several rounds before he turned on the wind. It took her a couple of rounds to find center again, but she adjusted and was accurate. He next had Lisa load a single explosive round and lifted the curtain on the same fake car, or. ..It rises in the chamber, shyness settles ... This timidity of the first time, the first meeting where you feel it's gonna be b**stly ... Waiting for the start ... A gesture is enough ... At this point nothing can be programmed, you must let the moment ...Finally, we go to bed ... You're even more beautiful and desirable in nightie, satin you stuck with it ...You keep your pants ... It looks ... Your scent intoxicates me ... I start ...I kiss youThe detonator exploded, it was not fucked like. “Good lord, you girls are even thinner than you were the last time you were home,” our mom, Ashley, said as she hugged us.“You girls will at least have some decent meals while you’re home. Don’t those people feed you?” Grandmother Esther asked, as she hugged and kissed us. Dad and Grandfather Ed also hugged us, and grandfather kissed us each on the cheek.“So, are you finished with your training for now?” dad asked.“Yes, we graduated from Ranger Training on Wednesday and have the certificates to.