I said nothing and stayed there wrapped in his arms while I let him console me. I drifted off to sleep. I wake a few hours later. I need a shower. I f...elt dirty.I slid out of his arms and out of the bed. My feet hit the cold floor, making my way to the bathroom. I find clean towels and shampoo and turn on the hot water in the shower. I climb in and let the hot water run over me, cleansing me from the outside in. I rub the shampoo into my long brown hair when I feel another pair of hands.Saying. That’s not how I want to finish and I’m not done with you” Brian replied. Hearing this delighted me. I heard some shuffling and what I assumed was clothing falling on the floor based on what sounded like shoes and a belt landing on the floor and I was right. Soon I heard Erin panting again as Brian laid on the end of the chair and slid his head between Erin’s legs. He skillfully licked and fingered her and her moans were very loud. Soon I heard the unmistakable sounds of Erin nearing an orgasm. " You willing to go live with the enemy?" Foster asked as he resumed his chair behind his littered desk."Why'" she said, looking at me, worried, pulling her tattered dress together between her plump breasts and sitting up extra straight."Best way to find out what they're up to," the captain said over his steepled fingers."I think he means camp followers," I said.He nodded, but she still looked puzzled. "Every army's got a bunch of women, sometimes children, traipsing along after them. We've got. . this isjust stress, is all!" Oh yeah?" Mfalme grinned as he whipped out his phone. "Head on over toyour scratching post and get on your knees."Doug glared at him defiantly... yet he began to walk. It was like anirresistable urge, an itch that HAD to be scratched. Once there, helowered himself down to his knees. Mfalme chuckled as he readied hisphone to record."Now, give us a big smile and start scratching it, like a good littlekitty." N-No..." Douge protests, but despite his best efforts, his.