The convoy worked its way around the semi and the crater and we were rolling again.The driver remarked, "Sir, I was shocked you got out of the Humvee ...to help that semi driver."I glared at him and set him straight, "Corporal, I might be a Captain, but I am first a Marine and we never leave anyone behind." Then I asked, "So, is the rest of the trip going to be like this?"The Corporal answered, "Probably so Sir! Once we're hit it usually continues all the way to Ramadi. However, with the gunships. Some of our immigrants knew how to work with stone. We put them to work right away, along with a work force they could teach. We had them put a stone shell around each of our lookout towers first, just as a simple exercise that they could use to train their work force.The lookout towers themselves had become nicer as the men assigned to them improved them. Being up there wasn’t much fun, as the wind was constant. The west wind was pretty reliable even down at the ocean, and once you’d climbed. They knew deep down that they didn't stand a chance with her. Somehow they would not be up to the task of being with her, their virtue would be ruined and she would leave them breathless.As the two stranger headed for the bar, heads turned, bodies shuffled and a couple of rings of silence expanded out from where they were. There was no doubt about it, these two strangers were on the hunt, and looking for something a bit more than usual. Eyes watched as the man's chest rippled under his shirt,. He fucked her twice more afterwards before they fell asleep. She woke before him. Charles was lying on his back uncovered and she was tempted to take him in her mouth. She was tempted to rouse him again; resurrect his manhood and mount him but he was in a deep sleep. It would be a shame to wake him. She couldn’t sleep much longer so she got up, showered and dressed again. Then she went and made some coffee before speaking to Sean. It was lunch time and he could talk. He wanted a blow by blow.