Main smjh gaya ki mom pat gayi h usee.Jese hi mom ne meri awaz suni usne turant ranjit ko apna lund ander pant me ghusane ko bola aur bahar a gyi..Mai...ne bola ranjit tum yaha bola ha yar tere se kuch kam tha ..Chal upar tere room me chalte h..Jese hi hum room me gaye ranjit ne mujhe ek ghusa mara..Maine bola kya hua usne bola bhonsri abhi main teri ma ko chodne wala tha aur tune disturb kr diya maine bola yar ye sb kese hua..Usne bola yar us din jb main tere yaha ruka tha jb main nilam ki panty. I was really impressed with his knowledge and demeanor.We left them to their duties and headed back to the Battalion S3 shop for our daily afternoon briefing with the company commanders and battalion staff. Which was anything but brief. Had to send a runner over to the Consolidated Dining Facility for some chow as another picked-over MRE meal was not appealing to either of us. CSM and I shared some MERMITE coffee. Felt better. I thought we were going to get along just fine.Signed up for the. ”“So they did have a similar to us or it has been a ploy this whole time,” Pellington considers. He turns back around and begins to stroke his chin staring out through the bridge window to the battle taking place outside.“We can’t know for sure sir but unless we find our problem, this battle will not go in our favor,” the officer says giving his opinion.Pellington has already come to the same conclusion hours ago. “What the hell is going on here?” he says in a low whisper.“Excuse me. ‘Yeah right. Like what?’ I asked. ‘I don’t know. But it figures that if there’s rebels around, then maybe they’re camping close by and maybe he saw them.’ Actually through the dumb blond attitude, she may have had a point. I sat and thought for a few minutes. Miles and Martin talked quietly together. It seemed she was right. The men had decided we’d walk close together without talking from now on. ‘Are we going to bury him?’ Blondie snivelled. ‘What with dear. We have no spades to dig with..