As the Havildar’s rocket went up, David’s rifle fell empty and he placed another rocket in the rest before reloading.With suicidal courage, some o... the Afghans charged forward, only to be met by death from the sustained fire of the .303’s. David was working like an automaton; firing, reloading and releasing rockets. Many of the Afghans had gone to ground to return fire from behind the dead bodies of their comrades, some less than a hundred yards away.He lit the fuse of a grenade and threw it. ” The boys picked up their duffles, closed and locked the door, and headed toward the school transport office where they’d be shuttled to the train station. They were going home for the holiday—one of the few times in the past eight years they’d been allowed back in Covington.“You know what I think?” Donnie said after they’d found their seats for the first leg of their train travel.“Please enlighten me.”“It was to keep us away from the girls.”“There are girls down here. We date almost every. ”I didn’t need any further encouragement and slipped off my mini trunks, pulling the red silky panties over my growing cock. They were a bit big for me too, and I’m only slightly larger than her. Curiously I rather liked the extra material, it made room for my swollen balls and stiffening cock, at the same time allowing a puffiness around my arse and between my legs which enhanced the feeling of vulnerability.“Who’s a pretty Valentines boy then?” Sara teased. “Does it turn you on wearing my. Wiping off her face, he couldn't stop laughing. "Christie, I'm sorry. But I think I know my brother a lot better than you do. He's a great guy and a good provider. But a lover, he ain't. He used to hate it whenever I would sneak a woman in my room in college. He said hearing her moan and cry out would keep him up all night. I think he was just jealous cause I had to beat them off me and most of them didn't pay him any attention at all."Tom hadn't moved from behind her. She could feel his.