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.From my heavy bag I gave each man five thousand dollars for the night’s work, and made a big show of giving our wounded colleague a hundred dollar bill as a bonus.Tracey and I stayed in our sitting room for an hour and then said that we were going to bed but that they could carry on drinking till either that ran out or they passed out.Even with the bedroom door closed, we could still hear them though much muted.It didn’t matter to us for we closed our ears to them and only listened to what we had to say to each other.For Tracey, I felt most mortified, for he couldn’t keep apologising enough that I should have witnessed him being raped by a Boyle.That I should see him with another man’s cock up his arse.He kept on crying and saying that he was sorry and that he hoped that it didn’t mean that he would lose my love because of it.It took nearly an hour to convince him that he was a war victim and that it didn’t change my feelings for him by one iota.I kissed and hugged him and finally got him to go on his knees for me to fuck him without a condom to prove that I still loved him.It wasn’t the best of fucks with him sobbing, but I still enjoyed having him bare backed.To really feel the inside of him instead of through a rubber.Then, after washing myself, insisted that he did the same and revelled in feeling his cock throb inside me as he shafted me, trying to discount the tears that I still felt falling onto my back as he did so.But it was nice and I am sure I felt his seed hit my insides when he did finally come.He went and washed himself and then got back into bed and kissed me over and over again as he said repeatedly at how much he loved me and I felt somewhat relieved when he did go off to sleep to let my mind wander over the night’s events that pleased me and I went to sleep still hearing the others enjoy themselves in our sitting room.I never heard them leave, but there was a hell of a mess in our sitting room next morning.I telephoned housekeeping and apologised for the state of the room and asked for a cleaner immediately.I then ordered breakfast for two and by the time I’d put the phone down, a housemaid came into the room.I could understand the expression on her face, but a hundred dollar bill, more than two weeks wages, put a smile on her face and she set to work with a will.I had breakfast put out on the balcony and went and got Tracey up, for I didn’t think it good for him to sleep too long.I helped him into a bath robe and got him out from the bedroom and through the sitting room and sat him down in the morning sunshine.‘About last night,’ Tracey began as I was pouring out some coffee.‘Forget last night,’ I said, interrupting him.‘That’s past and gone.You held up well and I was very proud of you.’‘Do the others know what happened?’ he asked in a tremulous voice.‘No!’ I said quite fiercely.‘I only said that they were about to attack you, so no one knows.’‘You do,’ he said quietly.‘Tracey, I love you! This happened in a war zone.It wasn’t your fault so I don’t hold you responsible.Didn’t I prove that last night? Didn’t we have sex without a condom? It happened and that is that! The bastard is dead and at the bottom of the sea.He will be forgotten as you must forget too.’ He still had tears in his eyes, but he nodded and poked at his breakfast but didn’t eat much.When I had the breakfast things cleared away by the house-maid and she had finished cleaning up the sitting room, I got Tracey to lie out in the sun.I took his robe off and oiled his body, paying special attention to his cock and balls as well as his bum when I rubbed it in.We spent three days in the suite without going out, having all our meals sent up and we spent all the daylight hours out on the balcony getting a very good tan.I loved and fucked him as often as I could and let him have me and he was almost back to his normal self when Charlie paid us a visit.He’d phoned first before coming up to see us and so I had some cold beers in the fridge ready for when he knocked on the door and came in.Tracey and I were in our bathrobes and he was in casual clothes and looking as though he’d got as much sunshine as us.I invited Charlie to sit down and Tracey went to get the beers.‘How is he coping?’ Charlie asked.‘He’s doing……fine,’ I faltered.Realising that I’d fallen into his trap.‘Charlie, I…’‘It’s all right sir.I’ve known from the start.When you brought Tracey into the apartment block.’‘Do the others know?’ I asked, my mind in a turmoil at the revelation that he knew our secret.Who else apart from Spencer knew that Tracey wasn’t a female?‘No sir, and they won’t from me.He was raped, wasn’t he?’‘Yes,’ I said in a whisper.‘Well he’s lucky to have you to hold and comfort him then [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]