"'What the fuck?!' I jumped and spun around grabbing my M-16 from where it was leaning against the track. I saw in front of me a thin dark haired girl...holding her shredded blouse closed. There was blood on her lip and her eye looked to be turning a horrible shade of blue and swelling shut. She jumped back a bit and I realized that I was pointing my rifle at her. It took me a moment to recognize that she had addressed me in English.'What happened to the guard?' I wondered, then I heard Stretch. Mia frowned and looked down, "No."Angel got butterflies in her stomach, "Oh sweetie, what were you thinking?" Angel winced, thinking about what Martin would do when he found out.Mia shook her head, "I just wanted to see you."Angel pulled her close, "I know. I wanted to see you too."People were stopping to stare at them and reality began to set in for Mia as well, "I don't ever want to go home," she said in anguish.Angel looked at her curiously, "Don't they treat you well?" Yes they treat me. Another attitude, thinking this visit had been fine, ok, particularly at the sight of Sandra dressed in a tight mini skirt, at the door step, wearing white high heel shoes. She showed me inside and offered whisky which I helped myself. As she turned around to fetch the drink, she again offered me a stunning sight, which I began to enjoy here: spectacular, awe-inspiring waist and figure. I lost control; slowly, approaching on her behind, put my hand around her waist and began to kiss her. I thought that this might have been the most curious situation anybody could be in. After a while May asked if we were hungry. I had no doubt that my two mistresses were and I thought that I could have “real food”, too since all I had eaten that whole day until now had been the excrements of those two ladies I proudly called my mistresses. “Well I think the worst pain really is over” mum said and smiled but I could see that her vagina must still have hurt. She removed the meanwhile fourth or.