She wore the traditional dirndl, which typically has a great cleavage for woman with the right set of tits, and she sure had those. When she was servi...g drinks at our table, I had the impression that she bent down more as she put my glass down than with my comrades, she also always managed to touch my shoulder or my arm with her nipples, and she always smiled at me so sweetly. Soon she became my companion at night in the barracks when I jerked off thinking of her, her gorgeous tits and the fat. She walks towards the pond a couple steps and then turns and looks back at me. Come on Dear what’s the matter? I’m standing there in just my briefs with a huge boner. I can’t take off my briefs and let her see a hard-on. I mean even though she’s awfully sexy, this is Nelofar, my buddy. She’s looking at me. I’ve got to answer. Uh, Nelofar,” I hesitate and then try to go on, “I’m embarrassed. You’re the sexiest girl I’ve ever seen and I didn’t mean to but I’ve sort of, uh, developed a hard-on and. The proprietor's broken English had confused me, but he seemed earnest enough to be genuine. At least, that's what I told myself so I wouldn't feel ripped off.I figured even if it wasn't really a charm that'd give me better luck with women (and what were the chances of that?), it was a very pretty trinket - a worthwhile souvenir of my time in Africa, as well as a reminder to not let myself get hustled like that again. But there were those other things the guy had said...I checked my watch -. I had been hiding behind the now. Nimrod can see through all that.I take deep breath and continue. "I was blown up. Well not into little pieces or I would not be here. I was at the center of one of the bombs that you folks call the big blast." That- is not possible," Nimrod breaks in again."Please, Nim there is more to this than you can possible understand," I chide him. Then continue on. "It was around a hundred years ago. I was just a kid. No more than Maggie's age. I did not know what was.