He bought twenty five pounds each of dry beans, corn meal, flour, and rice. He also bought ten pounds each of salt, sugar, and coffee. He purchased se...veral smaller bottles of pepper and other spices as well as some dry gravy mixes. When he left his mules looked like the pictures of old time prospectors heading out into the hills. Tom also carried two 40 pound bags each of corn, wheat, and oats to feed his stock.Tom could have used his truck and a trailer to drive the nearly twenty miles to the. The cameraman took a flattering shot of him looking into the sky, as if his mere gaze would vanquish the enemy. His rough and imperfect Russian was deleted and replaced with a voice over. He told the Russian people the Soviet Air Force was ready to defend the Soviet Workers and Party. He told them how good life was in the Military, how he was priviledged to be commanded by Colonel Chernagovka, and his handsome face faded into a shot of he and Jana performing an aerobatic routine in their Yak. I looked down to see the by now fairly obvious result of my brief fantasy. My cock lay hard against my stomach, its head throbbing under the waistband of my underwear. Blushing, I held the fork and trowel in front of me then quickly headed for the shed to put them away. The door swung shut behind me, and I leaned against it, my hands quickly undoing the top button and then sliding them and my underwear down my thighs, releasing my cock, which felt harder than it had for a long while. "Oh God,". "But what about his wife? Won't she find out?" I asked Andy. "She'd have no idea unless he told her himself. Which I doubt he ever would," Andy said. "Alright, what should I do?" "Go inside in about five minutes. I'll be in there with Vicky. We'll take a few shots and we'll go from there." I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I had known Andy almost all my life but I had only met Vicky about two weeks ago and at nineteen, I had just gotten out of a three year relationship and had only.