It was the gunboat Opale that showed up and joined up in the fight. It used its Hotchkiss Machine Gun to litter the enemy column from the riverside. M...en cheered at the sight as the gunboat tore into the enemy. The boat fired round after round at the Dahomey. They had no way to combat an attacking boat from the water.“We are winning,” he noted to himself. “They will be retreating in no time.”“Sir, above us!” A soldier yelled at the major. “Some of them are shooting at us from the trees!”Some of. “Hi, I’m Alison,” said Alison. “You pleasure me.”“You pleasure me too! I’m Claire. But maybe we’d better clean up all this mess first, before any further chat?” she said, starting to lick the slime off Alison’s face and neck. “By the way, this is Jack.” Alison glanced briefly at the forgotten lad, who nodded, as he stuffed his rapidly-shrinking dick back into his trousers, intoning a slightly gruff “M’ cock”, to which she replied with an equally perfunctory “Pussy,” before slurping the goo off. My motherwas having none of my attempts at a vague acknowledgment. She insistedthat I describe it to her with lots of details.I hung my head in shame. That was so embarrassing and mortifying tohave to admit it to her. But I had no choice. "I dress up in yourclothes," I confessed."Excellent, I have more questions but before you answer, remember I knowthe truth. When did you 1st start dressing in my clothes and how manydays a week do you dress in them?" my mother encouraged."I started. She grabbed the plate Alex handed to her and moved toward the window …at least she had intended to, but instead her foot hooked the rug and she went flying ‘oof’ Alex couldn’t control himself, he snorted and started laughing hysterically. ‘Hey it’s not that funny!’ Zara said indignantly ‘Sorry’ Alex apologized and stopped laughing although he couldn’t suppress the grin. She looked so cute sitting on the floor acting annoyed that he reached out a hand to help her up. Zara could not be mad for.