The days wore on and the bombardment got heavier and heavier. Not only mortars but direct fire rocket propelled grenades and recoilless rifles. Before... the end we were taking seventy, eighty rounds a day. We started taking more and more casualties.Our guns were in constant action. The muzzles of our howitzers were pointed almost straight up as we were firing at targets so close. The batteries would fire through their basic loads in three-four hours. The Chinooks, heavy lift supply choppers,. I looked at the bench as we approached. Its silvery brown, curved, wooden slats were weathered but the bench appeared to be fairly clean. I noticed a large sea gull standing next to the bench. They were quite used to people and often saw us as a potential source of food, so this gull did not seem at all frightened to be in the midst of several boisterous humans.We stopped. Sharon sighed and immediately sat down on the bench with her legs up and her crotch completely exposed as she now dug at. She had a look of fear as I pushed her back onto one of the barrels, parted her legs and got between them. I played like I was about to whip my dick out before I told her that if I found the other two girls learned about what we did, then she could go back upstairs to bed. I don’t do anything with girls that can’t keep their mouth shut.She got the point and promised.I dove down between her legs to start munching her muff. She didn’t seem to have ever had anyone do that from how she was trying. The King tried to encourage conversation between Hassan and me, but I was determined not to become friendly with the girl. To me that would have been a betrayal of my girlfriend, and that wasn't going to happen.During the feast I had the opportunity to take a closer look at her. Stunning was a word that didn't adequately describe her, or do her justice. She had long, flaming red hair, flashing green eyes, and what I would describe as a svelte figure. Despite the fact she was sitting down, I.