"There was no need to remind him, and no point to doing so, that the "delay" was entirely of his own making. Still, she was a bit disappointed that he... showed no hint of remorse when he acknowledged her. "Aye," he said blandly, "I can see hoo tha' woul' be th' case."She shook her head in mild frustration; had the man not read over the records of the previous missions, as she'd urged him to? Bluntly she put her question into words.He nodded. "I rread th' whole thing, both jourrneys," he said. "I. Besides if you get caught that mean ass little half breed would go after you himself. The VC are scared to death of him and that new guy he hunts with. Those two have done more to lower VC morale that the whole US Army. The VC call them the ghosts who kill." Yea I've heard that before. One of the A-Camp captains said his Kit Carson committed suicide when Chung and Ling came in to get supplies. He took one look at him, and shot himself on the spot, even after the Captain told him they were just. Their hands often reaching under my skirt rubbing my wetness.Once inside I told them all to get out of their clothes. I kept mine on, though my nipples already had nudged out over the edge of my bra and were sticking out quite a bit through my sheer blouse. After they had stripped I started licking their cocks and balls. When they were good and hard I proceeded to slowly strip my clothing off and throw it at them a piece at a time. Once I was nude I told them that I wanted them all at once.They. How did it all come about?" I asked. "I mean, if you want to tell us." Yes, I really need to talk. It happened a year ago. Remember when I took the scholarship for four months at Oxford? Well, it was there. Just at the end of my stay. A friend offered to lend me her London apartment which was standing empty. And so I decided to finish with two week's stay in London. It was nice to have a chance to re-visit the Tate, do some shopping, you know how I love London." Well it all started quietly.