It was mostly the recently arrived troops that remained in Germany after the war due to crazy “point system” that seemed more like a lottery than ...real orders. Training was fairly slack in the years closely following the end of the war and the troops were acting more like policemen and they established the systems of distribution of food, clothing and equipment to restore the German government to pre-war order. The Americans seemed to be a lot more flexible in using former Nazi administrators. I could see that she was reliving the ordeal. Perhaps it wasn't such a good idea to do this after all. We took a break and Gillian brought us some more tea. We swapped books and after almost an hour we'd seen all the faces available but none were the two men who had attacked us. I wasn't sure if I was relieved or disappointed. Gillian managed to hide her disappointment well.She asked, "Did either of you have any contact with a building site, any thing like that, somewhere you might have picked. A small drop appeared and I cleaned it off with my thumb before putting my thumb into my mouth. I stood up in the front of the chapel and immediately hooked my thumbs into my knickers and pulled them down from under my skirt. My boyfriend looked at me in horror. I knew what was going through his mind and I guess he didn’t like the idea of reversing the roles and licking me off here and now. I leant towards him and presented my knickers to his nose. “They‘re fucking soaking,” I said, “You owe. That wouldn't be the only thing I'd be ramming. "Oh my god, I am so sorry." I muttered. "I can't believe I just did that."In between laughs she was able to spurt out "Its...hahaha...fine...don't worry...haha...about it.." I could not believe she was laughing so hard. After she had the chance to laugh it off, she suddenly stopped."Shit! I forgot my wallet at home. Would you mind just driving to my house, I live just a few streets away. We can exchange info there." At first, I didn't even want.