Maybe that was it or maybe I just felt intimidated and wanted to regain control. I'm not sure. All I know is that I squeezed tighter and told him th...t if he wanted to keep his lil thang, he'd better know how to use it. Holy Shit! Why the hell did I say that to him and what was I even thinking?This was my little brother. I couldn't even think that way about him. He must have been thinking that way of me though. Cause, his cock was still in my hand and it was near my face and before I. I am very busy in recent past. I would like to tell a recent experience I had. Some time ago I posted in my status the status “creamed” and I want to tell you what happened.It was a Friday I believe and I was chatting in a chat room reserved for adults. I was in the specific room for married people and chatted with many different men. I ended up chatting for about 2 hours with a man from around my city. He is a lawyer and in later 30s. He was talking at his work and we had a very good sexy. I swear I went from 0 to 80 in about a second flat, still my hands covered my crouch in record time. She had noticed me to and came over. “Hi, I’m Katie.” “Hi back, I’m Tom.” Wow I managed to say it and get the words in the right order. Still, it was rather like one of those conversations you had in French lessons. Well it turned out that we did have things I common and we could talk quite easily. We had friends in common and here brother was in Year 11, a right prat, but I was not going to. We were as ready as we were going to get.I took a long drink from the camel pack I wore under my BDUs, strapped to my body like a backpack. Not only did it help keep me cool in the heat, but it was an extra source of water, apart from the canteens we carried.I quickly scanned the Iraqi encampment one last time. They were still getting ready for the General's arrival. But nobody was coming out to meet him. Good. That would have really complicated the hell out of things.Lt. Bakr was the Marine.