Anti-tank guns, RPGs, you get the idea. And that’s before they encounter our heavy-machine gun nests and our armor. And the gunships. Let’s not fo...get the gunships,” I reflected.‘And snipers,” Anne added.“Yeah, those, too,” I agreed, “though as a nurse, I’m torn. I can’t help but think of all of the pain, all the death, the maimed soldiers who will be lame for life. The rest of me thinks, ‘nah, they’re Kluckers, so fuck ‘em.’ That’s the inner conflict inside me.”“Still, that’s some mother’s. .. oh yes that's good. More Lena, more, put your finger up my arse... go on... please... do it... please, Lena, I want it, I want it... do it for me, please." Lena was hesitating, I could tell she was unsure. "Please do it for me Lena, I'll make you cum like you've never cum before... go... on... please... please." At last, her hands inched towards the crack of my arse, then I felt her fingertip push in to my arsehole, it was electrifying. As her finger went deeper, I arched my back and ground. Hepushed the other strap down and slid my top to my waist so he could have both. He pushed my titstogether and licked and sucked back and forth, still rubbing his cock against me. I was bent backwardpretty far over the table. I wondered what you would think if you walked in and caught me doing this.He stopped and lifted first one foot and put it on the arm of one of the chairs and then the other. I sawthe light immediately. This spread my legs nice and wide and lifted my body up and closer to. Everyone except Lawson nodded.I didn’t want to wear that suit. Not only would it make me look like some kind of throwback from an old B-rate Ali Baba movie, but the pants weren’t really pants. They were more like leotards. Skintight from the waist down. Sure I’d be wearing boots and the jacket would fall just below my waist, but whether or not I was ‘wearing’ the pants correctly, everyone would see everything I was packing. It was the most humiliating thing I could think to wear.No, wait. There.