He tried listening to music, read the magazines the plane provided, and ate the sandwich with a few peaches in a side dish. He tried taking a nap but ...his mind was wide awake. Her face was branded into his mind and he couldn’t get it out. She had told him he was a wonderful lover but did she mean it or was Nicole stroking his ego? If she was, she had done a good job of it. She made him feel like a real man. Where other women looked at him as he walked through the concourse most were repelled by. We were going to be prepared if they tried again so we built the Demon Line. First it was a thousand meters of fields of grain and then a deep trench filled with water that was twenty meters across. On the other side of that was the demon line.The outside was plates of steel and then several meters of reinforced concrete. The demon line was thirty meters high with machine guns in it. On top was huge turrets that held artillery and anti tank guns. Others had mortars and along the front edge of. As their chests rose and fell with their warm breaths, their minds ignited into passionate flame. His hands drifted down her form, letting his fingers play with the hem of her soft shirt. Her hands glided up and down, feeling every feature of her lover with an increasingly adventurous path. He looked deeply into her eyes, and she returned the gaze just the same. The other feelings, the chill air surrounding their hugging bodies, the meaningless noise of the world beyond, the constant worries. She had a belly but her boobs were bigger. she had the best fat ass you had ever seen. i and the other guys had day dreams about her. they had been together for years before i met them and would always be all over each other. sometimes we would walk in on them and this once saw alot but that is a story for another time. this story takes place a few months ago. it had been three years from high school and no one in the group had seen each other in all that time. we had gotten in contact with.