Ahead of one of the next group of people was Uncle Shyer. The proud partyleader was being dragged by solders in a truck with a rope around his neckand... his hands tied behind his back. I prayed that he would not fall, as hehad to run to keep the rope from hanging him.Then we were put on a line by solders who marched us out of town towards theEast. A cold wind was coming from Russia. Even my fur lined leather jacket,a gift from Uncle Shyer, was useless in the early morning wind. We marchedfor a. ‘Commander?’ She woke…how…wonderful…it was too much to hope that I’d fucked her to death. She looked up to me with her poisonous green eyes piercing me with them ‘I’m going to miss those lovely blues of yours.’ Another mind-fuck she was always toying with me, it was hard to believe a single word she spoke. I lay silent staring up at the ceiling her hand playing across my chest ever so gently, a touch, a caress, then slipping further down to stomach ‘but I believe I know what I’ll miss most,’ a. How John’s farm had nothing and the leader had taken his anger out on John’s farm plus all that were there. Then he started to tell of their hideout, the plans to sell John’s wife after all the men at the hideout used her.John nodded as he listened as the man described in detail where it was, what town that was nearby, the strength of the men there. The oldest started to shout for the man to shut up, John drew his now fully loaded revolver shooting the man in both hips. The other of the two men. The last time here we'd had sex in the back of my Hillman Super Minx, I thought we might as well repeat the memory in the back of our rented Mercedes checking that we couldn't be seen from the road we moved into the back seat. Once back their I slid my fingers under Anne's panties to finger her and play with her clit as we kissed Anne undid my zip and pulled out my cock slowly working it with her fingers until I was hard, I undid her blouse and bra freeing her breasts fingering her I started.