“Carter, set up your LMG in the window, Med, cover him, the rest of you take cover on the roof and kill as many fuckers as you can”
The first 10 minutes was a Taliban slaughter fest. Split directly in half between me and Joan. The first explosion knocked me off my feet and left a curled into a ball in the corner of the room. Joan looked identical to me, in a cum covered state. Her hands stroked my thighs and I lowered my head down to her bosom. Joan and I looked at each other in horror as we came to understand the hopelessness of our situation. I threw up when I saw what was left if my squadron. I was doing a short service commission which led to the biggest change of my life.
