He sheathed his sword, looked at me, smiled, and said, "Bring him along."I thought we would be heading for the main line of British defenses some half...mile away. We did not. They marched me into the back of the redoubt and locked me in a small room at the rear of what I assumed was the magazine. I slept, curled on the floor, and thought about curling up beside Gloria, spoon fashion.Early in the morning, well before sunrise, two soldiers fetched me. They marched me to a small log office lit by. She was young, she was cute, she was dark haired. I still had no idea who she was.I tried to slink out of the bed without awakening her and I think I kind of succeeded. In the bathroom I splashed water on my face and toweled my head off, and tried to brush the cobwebs off my teeth. I tried to recognize the face in the mirror, tried to recognize the guy who was bringing nameless women home and, somehow, taking them, naked, to bed. The guy looking back at me, trying to see into my soul, was. ”I mumbled, “Sure”, thinking that nothing would cheer him up much after his migration to the afterlife. But I had to make a show of it, of course, and so promptly followed him into the bar, thinking about buying my own favourite brew, since Scarlet Emperor wouldn’t be consuming it anyway.The bar was crowded, as usual, meaning we had to wait. Having nothing better to do, we got to talking again.He started it up with a conversation that was becoming increasingly familiar and somewhat irritating,. It’s time you met them and we need to get going. We can wash up this stuff when we get back.”“OK, Emma,” Ben said albeit reluctantly. “Can we kiss again later on?” He hesitated a moment and then added, “Maybe you could, erm, well, erm,” but he couldn’t say it.Emma smiled wickedly and said “If you are good then when we get back, I will drink your cum. Okay?” Not waiting for an answer, she added, “Now get your trousers back up and let’s get going to Sarah’s.”Ben had heard that a blowjob was much.