"Yes, yes," said Paolo hurriedly as he let the woman into his cabin.As a Senior Scientific Officer in the Reich's Biochemical Corps, Paolo had many pr...ivileges denied the lowly infantry not so blessed with pure ethnicity. These included the rare honour to sleep in a room of his own. Even so, it was still very cramped. There was enough space for a desk at which Paolo could sit and a narrow bed that could accommodate him and one of the Ninth Army's Official Concubines. For a senior prostitute who. Tom noticed I was staring and teased me, he knew the girl. Her name was Simone, Tom worked with Simone’s girlfriend. He told me they had been together for 5 yrs, having had met at school when they were 16 yrs old. Tom pointed out the girlfriend, a very good looking dark haired baby dyke who was very drunk and happily chatting to friends on the other side of the pub. Simone was standing on the edge of our group chatting and laughing with some girls. I caught her eye and smiled a friendly hi and. Without warning a single tear rolls down their joined faces. Dane begins to pull away but she pulls him closer and, hugging her arms tight around his neck, she whispers, ‘I wish I never had to kiss another man. Never and for the rest of my life.’ And suddenly she is in his arms and he is carrying her across the street toward the front door of the hostel. They kiss again and again and there are more tears now and he’s not sure where they come from, him or her, and he’s thinking, Goddamn how. Not saying anything but both knowing what she wanted. Tom’s lips parted slightly and she pushed her fingers in. ‘God! What a feeling!’ she thought, ‘He is MINE!’ Tom continued licking her fingers until they were clean. ‘Did you like that Tom?’ she asked. He nodded yes, unable to speak, still tasting himself from her fingers. Monica smiled, ‘I can get more if you like.’ She reached down and started stroking him with just one finger and her thumb circled around his prick. Thomas tilted his head.