"That chap is as proud of his regiment, or corps rather, as I am of being a Green Howard." It's tribal, isn't it?" Yes, particularly for the regiments... and yet the corps have a huge family feeling too. There was a guy in Germany who was so proud to be in the Royal Engineers. You can see the same in their team here. Like us, they have a long history and they've also got their heroes. But tribalism is one of the big things in the British Army. It generates pride and family. It's why people will do. ”Terry came up to me and looked down, “Woah, what have we here! my husband has a massive boner! Were you thinking about watching Jan getting fucked with Tony’s large cock?”“No, not really.”“Ohh, I know… you were thinking about me getting fucked by Tony’s cock, right?”“Yeah, that and my cock sliding into Jan.”“Well, you’ll have to wait a while. Why don’t you get nude and comfortable by the pool? I’ll bring you a beer and a blowjob.”“Anybody, I know?”She just looked at me, smiled, and left. I. “Come on in.”Steve walked in and as he passed me he looked me up and down and smiled.Jack appeared beside me and put an arm round my shoulders.“It’s okay honey, this is Steve, he’s one of the good guys.”“Right.” I said, not really able to move until Jack almost pushed me so that we followed Steve into the kitchen.As Steve put the bags on the table he turned to look at both Jack and me, mainly me.“So how are you keeping Jack, long time no see. I see that you’ve got yourself a real cut one.. .."She asked nothing of me! Nothing!" Oh, Bee."I find myself slumped, my bum on the cold kitchen tiles, back against acupboard, my knees drawn up, Jay's letter at my feet, phone pressed tomy ear while my shoulders shake and my world is torn open and my heartdrops out....I can't go on hurting you like this..."I can't talk, sorry. Bye."The phone's blank screen stares at me. A little bit of medispassionately steps back, folds its arms and sneers at the noises I'mmaking - ragged lungfuls of hurt;.