One evening I was in the local pub (drinking as usual) when Edward sidled up to me and asked if he could buy me a drink. Now Edward was a local busine...ssman who everyone knew to be gay but was without a partner and at fifty+ was struggling to find one even though he was considered to be wealthy. I accepted the drink and as I was already the worse for wear told him my tale of woe and he suggested that he may be able to help. He suggested we go back to his place and have a chat.The cold outside. A couple of privates over at Anaconda Two bought the farm when their convoy was attacked at the Bend. Humvees and RPGs don’t mix well together, even if the Humvee has some extra armor bolted on.Soon enough the big day arrived, however. Southerland and Levi tried to get us to clean the place up some, but that was a hopeless task. I mean, really, how do you dust off a place made from compressed dust? The best we could do was lay in an extra-large supply of baby wipes, and truck in a larger tanker. "Christ Patti, you've no idea how close I am to just fucking you right here on the pavement." Well I think I can do something about that honey, come with me." I followed Patti along the high street until we came to a narrow side street. Parked half way up the road was a large dark blue delivery van." Patti touched my arm and said," You wait here a minute sugar, I'll be right back." I watched as Patti sashayed away, her hips moving under her skirt causing her arse to sway from side to side. God. ”“What..?!” she said, truly not believing her ears. Had her boss really said that?“Shut up, bitch” he said and lifted her shirt-tails out of her skirt. Amelie did as told. She was too stunned to say anything anyway. She made an attempt to catch his eyes, but that was impossible. His eyes were on her tits now. Maybe she could push him away, if she stood on her toes on one feet and used the other leg. Then both his hands were on her butt. She sighed. “So pretty..and so dumb...”Mr Bergman lowered.