Just keep calm and all will be revealed."Amelia hugged herself like an excited child and returned to her table with Beverly and Antoinette."How old ar... you girls now?" she asked. "We are fourteen next week," replied Antoinette."You would make perfect bridesmaids for my wedding. A beautiful matched pair." We are not a team of horses," giggled Beverly, "but we would love to be your bridesmaids."Amelia's smile faded for a moment."Oh sorry, I meant no offence, it's just that you are so beautiful.. Some of those boys were so shot up they looked like bloody Swiss cheese getting ready to turn moldy. The stink was overpowering and we all got out of that area as quickly as possible. It purely wasn’t typical of the enemy in the manner of taking care of the dead. Most of the front line units had lots of darkies to do the shoveling to bury the unfortunate dead and horses were generally cut up and cast into the forest to let the scavengers eat their fill. The smell alone was enough to make most. "Enjoying?" I asked.Sandie nodded and smiled. There was nothing better than a crowd of girlscuddling up together and sharing a good story. For our girls, it was apyjama party every night. I retired gracefully and made my way to bed.In the morning I did not receive my usual early invasion of children.Curious, I crept down the hall to their bedroom and sneaked a peak. To mysurprise and joy, I found Sandie fast asleep with the four girls cuddledup to her like a broody hen with her chicks. She must. Of course, if I'm with a man, I have to feel I'm with a man who isn't going to overpower me and rape me. Cocks in my pussy or my mouth? Eww.I guess I should talk about how this started. Anyway, I want to. I don't have a problem with who I am, so I haven't been to a shrink. But it probably began when I was ten or eleven years old and my parents, who were pretty normal by all outward appearances, would have me come into their bedroom, strip naked and stand or sit next to them while they had sex..