I think they figured that we were far enough out in the boondocks that they could get away with it here. I hope that the bastards are caught pretty da...mned soon!However, the situation has gotten personal. Susan was taking public transportation, an electric bus, to class when she was hurt by another terrorist bomb. This one was aimed I don't know where, if anywhere, since it was a parked car bomb. Susan was hurt pretty bad, but not killed. However, she will have to spend weeks, if not months,. I spent a full year in Afghanistan eating one meal a day (if you could call MRE's a meal), I watched some great people get killed by some fuckin turban wearing faggots, and all I got was a lousy 200 dollars a month and a shitload of nightmares in return. Fuck you Barrack why don't you send some tax money to the marine corps so we can afford bomb squad equipment that actually works. But I digress this story isn't about me crying about my unfair treatment. It's about two beautiful girls who. Now I was having fantasies of having one of these women and having hot sessions with her. I slowly started yearning to taste a clit like theirs and progressively my hunger and obsession grew. I live in Africa and there just are no she-males or trannies here, but I wanted to taste a pussy on a stick! Slowly I accepted that I had a hunger and that a guy would be able to satiate my curiosity. I started frequenting the "dating" site more often and soon got hit on by people from abroad and even by a. I sat on the edge of the bed and was disappointed in myself for jumping in bed so fast with a complete stranger. 'Shit, who was I trying to fool… I went to the bar looking to hook-up and I got what I wanted and damn it was good.' “What’s wrong Greg? Did I do something?” he asked. “No baby, nothing’s wrong. You were amazing. I’m just sweaty and hot,” I said softly rubbing his firm leg. “You hungry? We could order a pizza, or I have stuff for sandwiches in the fridge along with those dill pickles.