I run from my room. My tits bounce and sway as each foot lightly hits the floor. I enter the dark chambers and my pussy tingles. My Sir is a beautiful... vision laying on his bed. His cock is thick and hard and it looks like it is ready to be sucked. I slowly walk over to him, unbuttoning my blouse, exposing my tits. Each nipple is hard with anticipation. "Permission to sit up on your bed, Sir," I whisper as I bow before him. "Of course, my slut. You can't blow me from down there," my Sir chuckles. Infantry fired at him from foxholes and improvised firing lines. Hap opened from long range to avoid the APMs and his first shells raised columns of dirt around the howitzers' positions. Return fire wasn't long in coming - predominately howitzer shells, lobbed high to rain down on the tanks like mortar bombs. The shells, however, were fragmentary rather than armor-piercing, but, nevertheless, the rattling on the hulls of the tanks from shrapnel was unsettling. By the same token, Hap's shells,. They were both older than me," he said."I like older girls, too. I've only had one girlfriend who was younger than me." Is Megan older than you?" he asked."No, she's younger than me. She'll be twenty-two on the twenty-second of May."He cocked his head. "Why did you use the past tense when you said you only had one girlfriend who was younger than you?"I wondered if he knew how close he was to making me confess that Megan was not my girlfriend. I stalled, and he didn't wait for an answer."I've. She stood there on her tip toes, shaking, wearing just her blouse and bra, her firm ass red from her punishment. He stood behind her watching every stoke of her chalk. After watching her complete her tenth sentence, Mr. Walters asked. "You do realize that this a communications class and disrespectful was spelled with only one L". Cindy quickly said, "I'm sorry Sir, I'll change it." Cindy reached up high with the eraser and heard Mr. Walters unzip his pants. He slapped her hard on the ass and.