I pulled up the chair she used to assist her suicide and sat in front of the hanging beauty. Tired I decided to take abreak, drink some water and smoke some pot. Later I would fuck her again. I don't know for how many times I've made love to that hanged girl that day. But I can tell you it's one of the best experiences in my life. I was taking a risk spending too much time there with her, so I left regretting I have no camera. A week later I saw her picture in the local paper, the note said about a young woman found hanging in the forsaken house, signs of post mortem sexual activity was present. But due to the location being a popular spot for hobos and drug addicts, the suspect was never found. This takes a look back when I was in the service back in the 60's. I had been in the service close to three years..I had been trained being a Pay Master and Military Police with a side job as an Under Cover Agent like CID or NCIS which you don't get by asking..they drag you in a private office and tell you you just volunteered. Speaking Schoolgirls of volunteering in 1965 when asked for assignment I decided, for some reason, to volunteer for Vietnam but got assigned to a base in the southwest. This slipped into the past and after close to 3 years I figured I would finish my service at one base...wrong!! April 1968 I recieved an all expense paid vacation to Vietnam for 1 year. Needless to say I was less than excited and to be truhful scared shitless. Janurary 1968 was the Tet Offensive but things had calmed down a bit and I figured if I kept my head down and didn't voluteer for any further stupid stuff I'd be OK..after being in basic and the southwest I thought I knew what heat was..wrong..upon stepping off the plane and getting slammed in the face with 95 plus degrees heat and humidity I headed to in processing across the tarmack. No one in the building looked like they were pleased to be there and the first guy japanese to look at my orders told me to sit down and wait for the "boss" to show up..He finally showed up and looked my orders over and said..don't be surprised to be moved around a lot and here is an M16 and pistol with 25 lbs of ammunition and magazines in a bandoleer. I already had jungle fatigues and boots in asian my sea bag and he told me to get out of my class A's and head to my assigned compound..That nite was the scariest of my life..late in the afternoon it started to rain with liberal thunder and lightning and I was "given" a top bunk which was wet from the rain blowing through the screens..about 10 PM and just falling asleep the floor started rolling and noise of bombs going off..earthquake I yelled and the rest of the hut screamed shut up you "Fucking New Guy"..it was a B52 strike just outside the perimeter..when the B52's left the gun ships headed in with min guns blazing..about midnite it quited down for a bit..then all hell broke lose with rockets and mortars being dropped all around us..Welcome To Vietnam!! The next day I learned what a FNG was about and the count down started..the "Short Timers" would tell you no long conversations..they were to short to give an answer.. my boss was a 3 war, WWII,Korea and Nam E9 who was a straight up guy but he loved to share the misery..I was assigned to a squad of guys I knew from basic and advanced training who all had 360+- days left in the service..we were given choice duty i.e. perimeter guard duty, sand bag duty, latrines, kp, truck driver and other really nasty stuff..enough of that.. After a couple months I settled in and achieved semi short timer status and started to explore on and off base. There were two gates into the base, one was guarded by US mp's and the other by ARVN's (Army of the Republic of Vietnam) where the locals came on base. There were a couple bars on base for EM and NCO's but they were nothing more than beer joints..there was a VNAF (Vietnamese Air Force) club that had a bar and sauna and massage. The VNAF Club had a bar with "hostesses" and you could buy them a "Tea" and cop a feel or two and the massage and sauna you could take a steam bath and shower with warm water and get a decent massage with no fooling around..I was horny as hell and decided I'd head off base and find a place to shoot my load..well maybe.. If I get a chance i will do more. I love his cock." He kissed me full mouth and his mouth smelled like hell. Sarah finally woke. "You can't be serious. I was going to renege after seeing how Barbara had been so terribly mistreated. Silk watched him while he picked up his desk. Her plump ass and wide thighs made a loud clap each time her pussy engulfed the length of my cock. That permanently alters the DNA. “I always wear cut-off denim shorts and a white cotton T-shirt when I cut the grass. She was never that way before she and I hooked up. Similar to before, short kisses which made a quiet smacking sound as their lips met and parted. Willowbud made a chair for herself, noticeably higher than everyone else’s, and smiled down at the gawking faces of Tera, and myself. “That was all you Diana,” I answered with a smile. He turned the dial down temporarily and scooted over to the head of the bed. Although both were fully accepting their slavery, she didn't want to leave anything to chance. I had tweaked her to do that. She could feel it starting in her toes. japanese Had some Londoners survived after all this time? "Yeah, I can tell," I whispered back in his ear. Although barefoot, Amanda was Schoolgirls still wearing the prettiest black strapless gown which she’d had on when Gary had kidnapped her. They mainly liked to rape and torture the girls without thinking. Oh my god, what are you doing Faye! Milan licks my glans thoroughly before letting go of it. Within a couple of minutes, I attained climax. I raised myself up on arms freeing her tits to bounce with each thrust. He is asian a loyal sub and one I hope to mould into the perfect pet.