He is in his late fifties. He is still pretty active for an old person. He plays ball and tag and other stuff with us out in the big back yard and c...n swim faster than either Debbie or me. We had been sent to bed a little after nine thirty. We think that we are too old to be going to bed that early. We have our own room at Grandpa's and share a queen-sized bed. It was a hot summer night. We had taken off our nighties because we have found out how good it feels to play with each other’s. " Hauptmann Ritter," I tell the Britisher, "Kommandant of Rungwa." Ah and Leutnant Spangenburg is..."I look around to find Spangenburg in the arms of Gerda Carpentier."The Leutnant is busy," I tell the Captain.Having overseen the situation at the British camp, I ride with the British Captain back to Rungwa. He speaks little, but is polite and civil. Upon his face is an expression similar to euphoria. I fear the Britisher has quite lost his wits.Leutnant Spangenburg has elected to remain behind. I even started helping him with his accounts and mathematics. He never got to see me again like that but he never had a disappointment because in the end I would kiss him on his cheeks. Then I started to seduce him because I became horny every time he came.The next day I knew he would come at seven so I wore a transparent nighty with no bra and panty. It was of white colour. I even applied a red lipstick. He came as always but after seeing me he was shocked and said to me that I looked. Benton encouraged the kids to stay seated, but only enforced it if they started to get out of hand. The bus was full of excitement and frivolity.A lunch stop. A dinner stop. The hardest part was trying to herd the students back on the bus.There were other dating couples. Mr. Benton didn't mind if they became a little kissy. As long as they didn't get too heavy or too carried away, he let them interact. He had no incidents to deal with.Mr. Benton made semi-regular walks up and down the aisle to.